Astral Traveling
Yeah, CZARFACE metal Face, Pazienza
Look
The one thing I learned from
Eazy is be ruthless
The bullets balls of fire
Like Jerry Lee Lewis
The waist-line and shoulder strap
Is three Rugers
Them jump-out boys'd vic you
You'd be shoeless
Listen, you better listen to rules
Or this british bulldog gon'
Rip through your jewels
Now his tail between his leg
And he lickin' his wounds
I'm a Cus D'Amato acolyte
I stick 'em then move i rip 'em in two
I show 'em what the biscuit'll do
Money shoulda done the opposite
And listened to you i'm dissin' you too
You do the shit a pigeon would do
Because bein' a rapper ain't somethin'
You fit to pursue he Mister Magoo
This blind dummy couldn't see the sentinel
My dick go in and outta holes
Like it's an exit wound
The left strong like the
Bolsheviks and socialists
My goons bloodthirsty
They will rush ya like the Soviets
Yo, astral traveling "Wow "
Raw, bwoi
"The tracks go off in this direction"
"It's the metal!" without a doubt
Yo, FACECZAR
Yo, I'm a modern day Gil Scott-Heron
Headin' down Fury Road with Charlize Theron
No question, OJ and lemon into Effen
Partially wrecked, I'm on the set
See me one-two steppin'
Punks jump up to get beat down
And they ain't turn on the light
So turn the beat down have a seat clown
You ain't even in my echelon
Every hero's in peril
The first weapon's drawn
I hear the plague was money, sex and violence
Y'all doomed, I'm immune to the virus
MF Czar we the antidote
I'll probably die before they realize
That I am the GOAT
Deck's impeccable, World Class Wreckin' Cru
We ain't do no dirt together
So I don't mess with you
I draft IPAs, that's special brew
This rap's the victory lap
I'm so ahead of you
"And we don't like IN-S
He's too lyrical" yeah I'm deep blue sea
Stay in your kiddie pool
Wonder how I don't dumb it down
But still get checks, checkin'
In another town, yeah
I blacks out like Donald Sterling
Known to make great magic like
The wand of Merlin
Yo, I don't Snapchat, that's what fans do
I been ill since KangaRoos and Ked shoes
Rebel 24-7, I rep Wu
High on a Friday with Smokey and Craig, fool
My powers are incredible and astonishing
Yours are uh mental
"We always " keeps the raw mental
Keeps the raw
Mad Max make your own apocalypse
Poppin' shit with the politics
Of Gregg Popovich lock your lips queer
Yeah I thought I told 'em
They try to get to the bag
I think that mean the scrotum
Let me decode 'em
Unload 'em and show them the true power
They talk about the lyrics, them raps
They ain't wrote 'em
To dead a hater is second nature
Like steppin' off an escalator
Plus I'm holdin' a thermal detonator
Fly flow, Disaster like Tommy Wiseau
But still got fans leapin' out their Nissan
Like "Eso, you a beast
Mon!" Tell me shit I don't know
It's like going toe-to-toe with Finn
Bálor and Samoa Joe
You mad shook, fuckin' with you
Now that's a bad look
Cut a rapper up like a scratch hook
Sorry, let out an epic laugh
As I'm etchin' graph on your epitaph
Deadly clash
Weapons flash, I'm forever first
You're forever last
You playin' chess with somebody
With a checkered past
You'll never pass my flow
You hangin' on to old beefs
But I'm past it though
These gorgeous ladies wanna wrestle like
The cast of GLOW
So I cop a feel kinda like a magic show
No no, I can't say that
G-O-D ridin' out with the
CZARFACE, sayin', "Man, play that"
"Astral travelin'" astral-what?