[00:00.00] 作曲 : J.Hunter/G. Andrinopoulos/S.Ryan[00:00.00][Verse 1: Esoteric][00:11.56]Your best shit ain't better than his worst verse,and[00:14.16]CZARFACE a triple threat, he rhyme in third person[00:16.92]And he's a cannibal, about to eat his third person[00:19.82]You as genuine as "Pony," the karaoke version[00:22.80]Now you're 'lone, don't give a **** if we connect[00:25.10]I'll bet you with a dying phone[00:26.39]I dust brothers like early Beck[00:29.16]I'm comfy on my iron throne[00:30.76]Word on the street that the god you pray to[00:33.10]And kneel to's an Esoteric clone, but I feel you[00:36.13]If he test human, education against lies[00:38.28]Do it in here, you shot the K, harass you[00:40.60]The more Supreme made his Mona Lisas[00:42.37]CZARFACE loyal, stick to my guns like Bautista[00:45.70]PTSD 'cause my son writes my features[00:47.98]I'm kidding, settle down, but up the bidding[00:50.47]I'm wig splitting[00:51.64]I'll chop your head quicker than troop does[00:53.46]You're washed up like bedtime kids, you're useless[00:56.68]Electric toothbrush, the level your buzz be[00:59.18]I do it on my own,you need a clique like Buzzfeed (CZAR)[01:02.83]Be up in the house like domestics[01:04.81]I wreck shit, then shit on shit that's your best shit[01:07.68](CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE, Ghostface)[01:10.60]Yo, man, yo, man[01:16.51]Oh, yo[01:19.34]Ready for action like I was shootin' a movie scene[01:22.02]Rebel INS, your highness, star of your groupie dream[01:25.00]Fire fighters struggle to put my flames out[01:27.48]Murder verse workin' your head like takin' braids out[01:30.72]More smoke than the weed man, indeed, man[01:33.23]Even Doc Strange fascinated with these hands[01:36.08]My alma mater from the school of hard knockers[01:38.83]Today's special, grilled medulla oblongata[01:41.95]Like Harold Melvin, I'm always with them blue notes[01:44.56]Rappers get exposed to the waves from standin' too close[01:47.27]When I spray the gift, the pavement split[01:49.63]Such an anomaly[01:50.77]I'm still bein' chased by Agent Smith (Praise CZAR)[01:53.28]Still major in this, still dangerous[01:55.89]Still get the bills in the mail, y'all still paperless[01:58.74]No need for mollies and Percs 'cause I'm already gone[02:01.50]Peaky blinder on, a born soldier like Freddie Thorne[02:04.45](CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE, Ghostface)[02:07.13]Yo, man, (CZARFACE) yo, man[02:09.70](CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE)[02:12.83](CZARFACE has got the powers and stuff)[02:20.86]Son, I walk through the night with a cat-like vision[02:23.99]Precision, you get smashed like a head-on collision[02:26.73]Only division starts, enterprise, you built machinery[02:29.72]Woo Goo pharmacy, burnin' that greenery[02:32.54]Check the scenery, one point five at the jeweler[02:35.26]Slick like Rick, Rick slick like the Bueller[02:38.04]Chain is off the cooler, charm look like a shrunken head[02:40.87]X-rayed your cheap ass chain, it came out lead[02:43.77]Code red, we settin' off alarms, verbal bombs[02:46.45]First bitch is a floozy, second's a charm[02:49.11]We bear arms, burners like Battlestar Galactica[02:52.39]Prison mentality, we do more dirt than (Attica)[02:55.21]Rahway, Sing Sing, Auburn, Mohawk[02:58.02]Loudmouth niggas get murdered over a phone call[03:01.01]Still gettin' our burgundy and gray on[03:03.53]We colorful like that box of 64 crayons[03:06.44]CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE[03:10.91]It's a small island[03:12.10]CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE[03:14.05]He's here somewhere[03:14.96]CZARFACE has got the powers and stuff[03:18.00]He could be anywhere on the island or in the island[03:21.01]But I'm going to find him[03:22.78]What happened? He slapped me in the face