I don't think nobody better than me
I don't think no one person can stop me
And I never get tired of playin'
(CZARFACE)
Yo
I'm thankful my family got food on the plate
How I'm sellin 'em the smoke like I'm moving an 8th
I'm the great, you a cruiser-weight proven a fake
No mistake, name tricky but they used to the face
That's your highness, Ins, journalist extraordinaire
He over there in the thousand dollar Jordan Airs
Money on my mind but never let it possess mе, stress free
Wanna ride the wavе? This the jet-ski (CZARFACE)
Don't whine or waste time trying to catch me
I'm gone till November then gone again the next week
No clocking out, that's the grave shift
Over-time with the grind, next day shift
I'm from the days of Benetton and Asics
Basic, same shit, fix your faces
So foreign, I came in a UFO
Sicario flow, you're fresh pompano (You know what time it is, man)
You know how it go
I bet you learned today
So now you know (Now they know?)
Now they know
CZAR, that's the main
Character to blame
Leader of the gang
Grab the mic and fuck it up as though it's Bert Kreischer name
No matter how they say it, yo, it's never quite the same
Czartificial Intelligence, got the chip inside my brain
Esoteric rebel against all the shit I'm finding lame
Your comebacks are Kristaps, meaning they're poor Zingers
Like four-fingered rings I keep shit together
Yo, I might refrain from fronting on anything that I stated
You don't want a pissing contest, I'm fully hydrated
You the jerk in here, you could get murked in here
Suit yourself, nanotech working here
Trying to don the armor, get your own shit
It's like Pascal Siak in a Fiat, uh
It won't fit, it don't fit, you the culprit
Practice what you preach 'fore you hit the pulpit
Keep the gun, I'll take Olivia Munn
Caribbean rum, and run shit while you twiddle your thumbs
You ignorant bums
You're dumb like looking into the Sun
I put heads to bed like going where Biggie is from
