Break In The Action

Okay, okay

Okay (Hi), okay (Okay)

Soul surviving, DOOM's so conniving

Never stop driving, they pussy like a hymen

Don't let 'em sit behind you when you driving

Might even think you talking about 'em when you rhyming

Oughta keep his toolie in the lining

Oughta thank the good Lord that you ain't the type zip to line 'em

Ain't nobody in business, why they always spyin'?

Type of shit is this? Find nothin', get to lyin'

Turn the world against you, even your mens buyin'

It's a dirty game, get hectic, real tiring

Top it off, now they playing victim and the violin

Dripping the color envy, more greener than Ireland

Surrounded by snakes more mеaner than a lion's den

(You're talking too much) can't rеmember why or when

Got you feelin guilty, Jedi tricks on the mind again

Make you eat a dick with chips and a Heineken

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The rebel, the villain, the rebel, the— CZAR

People saying CZAR like ASMR

The Cold Crush on repeat, now we rock the Casbah

E-S back at 'em, savage like Black Adam

Fast track in the back and forth to blast at 'em

You ain't worthy, so you don't get no reply

We keep an open eye, we kick it like Cobra Kai

And we the crew leading, I wouldn't

Remotely care about you even if we in a Zoom meeting

Let's be honest, yo, these rappers just a boring mess

Actors oughta thank the Hollywood foreign press

CZARFACE, yeah, we slap up obnoxious kids

Take 'em out on tape like unboxing vids

Lay 'em out like a floor plan

Sick of playing optimistic like I'm in Thom Yorke's band

You lost your mystique and leaked on 4chan for your four fans

Your aura gone, no Portland

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I'll give you credit for givin' a try

Last name Lannister, call me Kingslayer

None this ill since Kareem was a Laker

Feel that love? Yeah, that's the dream of a hater

I'm skatin' the equator, last seen in Jamaica

Frontin' like the girl dem sugar

Rude boi dem ah call Inspectah

Got 'em under pressure, no gas, word to Tesla

You'll find the painkillers top drawer in the dresser

Back with the force, y'all, BoJack Horseman

All that talkin, you know that cost him

High price to pay like you shopped at Nordstrom

Deck narcoleptic, I black out often

Salute me as a true king, what up with you, king?

I been doing this since Zhané had a groove thing

Another mood swing, touching up your boo thing

CZARFACE, Wu-Tang, MF DOOM, gang

I know, it's— it's— it's basically

It's all cuts— cuts— cuts and stuff