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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 obediant 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 SongtexteYou 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 tempting 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) Aus Songtexte Mania