Czarface and Ghostface Killah - Masked Superstars
Hey, you gon' let it drop one more time?
Hahahahahahahaha
The bone collector
Ayo
You know what all the stripes on the sleeve mean
I straight up press 'em, something like a steam clean
Yo, we the dream team, check out the slam like you was Mean Gene
Bodies on the set, I leave the scene clean
Nowadays they took hating and made it cool
I play it cool like Dame Dash in Paid in Full
That talk major bull
But couldn't swallow a plateful
Of food for thought, it's so flavorful
Ark and Czar kick it in the city
Kiki never loved me, she busy doing the shiggy
I leave 'em dizzy, you probably thought I slid 'em a mickey
Follow in my footsteps, might tear your Achilles, silly
A million watts on the drop, what I'm putting out
Veteran stamp, you living off your rookie clout
Talk money on the wood, good looking out
The flow like a sniper shot, took your woofers out
Woo
Let me hear a cut or two, just to let you know
I'm just gonna do some-
I, I don't need the dramatic music, man
I'm just gonna do some regular shit
I just wrote regular shit
The boy live, the boy, this boy live (Esoteric)
Fret, flow, yes, he has bro, no toy drives
Surgically, I house the kids, had to cap on gear
Like outfit kids now
Brutally, I slay, take the mic, roll it out
Not like Louis CK, I'm cooling out like two or three day
Let me explain, I'm a one man gang, one in the same
Like the dude who played Venom and Bane
Tell 'em my name
My man Esoteric, yeah, what?
Hahahaha
Yo
Son got the Arkham Czar, man
That ain't enough
Ayo
Alright, I got something else
Yo
Is he man or menace? Head on swole like Rocky, Dennis
Ego like Kurt Russell, the evilest words tussle
To be in my verse, I puzzle rappers like a contract
Hypochondriac, always feeling ill
My first hustle was grave digging like RZA and Prince Paul
I put 'em down like pitfalls, reading Wizard like Pinball
And cornballs saying, "Listen to this, y'all"
I purposely avoid 'em, treat 'em like a missed call
But I ain't picking up what they putting down
It's like I got a bad back
But they just a sad sack
Sad rap, Helter Skelter, I seen people stabbed in the shelter
Actin' bipolar like they grabbing a seltzer
You welterweight base-model Vespa
You can't afford to stream the band, never mind drive a Tesla
Rapper
Rapper
At his trial, he was found
Rapper
Rapper
Written by:
G. Andrinopoulous, J. Hunter, S. Ryan
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