Czarrcade '87

CZARFACE
 CZARFACE
 Jarhead for the bar heads (Jarhead for the bar heads)
 Yeah, let me at 'em, man (Okay)
 Let me at 'em, man (Okay)
 Let me at 'em, man (Okay)
 Talk to 'em (CZARFACE)
 Talkin' shit about the leader of God
 Try to walk it back and fail
 Just obedient dog
 This guy, you think he's real
 But I think he's a fraud
 Nah, you ain't a man of steel
 When you speakin' to CZAR
 Bow down, puny human,
 You the least of my problems
 We worldwide with it,
 You a regional squall
 I just left a dame in Spain, yeah,
 I'm teachin' abroad
 While you be starin' at your iPhone,
 Policing a blog
 I know you're thinkin' it's odd,
 But what the fuck are you pursuin'?
 Leave the mic alone, 'cause
 You don't know what you're doin'
 With a one-and, two-and
 I wreck and ruin, I crush crews
 Like Russ Simmons and Rick Rubin
 Comin' for the loot off top,
 No recouping
 The way they avoid your boy,
 Call me gluten
 Pack 'em on the gate,
 Make 'em panic and split
 With the same force to
 Turn young Anakin Sith
 I'm grabbin' every bag like
 I'm plannin' a trip
 You know the flow undisputed
 Like Shannon and Skip
 Yo, Deck, why these rappers
 All abandoning ship?
 You don't know? I don't know,
 Fuck the cats and they clique
 Yo, I didn't mean to hit you,
 Man, my hand just slipped
 Don't subscribe to your theory,
 Man, I cancel it
 I like my bills green
 Like the incredible Bigsby
 Enemies diss me,
 I add to their medical history
 Introduce you to a P,
 Deck's man in the 60's
 Yeah, the festival tipsy
 She stand tall like a Gwendoline Christie
 And she 6'3", terrors and lips speak
 Veterans hearin' this reminisce
 And get misty
 We shine even with
 The lights off and
 Everybody listen like we're
 Frank White talkin'
 Meet me at the Plaza Hotel,
 You're all welcome
 First one crossin' the line,
 Lord help 'em (CZARFACE)
 We kick 'em out the easy way
 Make 'em scream like Zhané,
 Like, "Hey, Mr. DJ"
 You ain't heard what the people say, D-E-C-K
 Got 'em lovin' hip hop more than Stevie J
 (CZARFACE, CZARFACE)