Czarface - Czarwyn’s Theory Of People lyrics

[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Usual suspects again (Usual suspects at it) Mr. Black (Mr. Black), Mr. Brown (Mr. Brown) Mr. Irish (Mr. Irish), Mr. Greek (Mr. Greek) We been at it for hours (Hours) We searched this whole industry (Whole industry) And we couldn’t find no dope (Found no dope) I mean, there’s no fu*kin’ dope (No fu*kin’ dope) [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] They love me ’cause I talk my sh*t They love me more ’cause I walk my sh*t War with the gift, score with it, Jordan assists Shorter blip, beat the beat, stick a fork in this sh*t Don’t trip, forfeit, it’s a brother’s grip Yo, how they kill a body and still party like it wasn’t them? Fire supplier, droppin’ game like I’m Urban Meyer Thе sire leave your еyes wider than Suburban tires Rebel the great, whatever it takes No pressin’ the brakes, you hate? You could never debate I’m settin’ ya straight, wait, no scale could measure the weight The bottom line is your head on a plate, mate (CZARFACE) I pull strings like I’m playin’ the harp I really live it, you just playin’ the part Make way for the shark, I’m colder, strictly business is the soldier Steady knockin’ like a witness of Jehovah (Come with me) [Verse 2: MF DOOM] Metal mask, get harassed, say it’s true, forget the past Bring your liquor, get the flask, tap your cigarette to ash Feel it quicker, get to blast, this is sicker than this trash Guard my ninjas in the cash, you begin to bet the stash Chicken dinners, up to task, toes pressin’ on your throat Wonderin’, “Is this the end?” Good question, you know who On a better note, better than racketeerin’, sellin’ dope Not obvious, resilient like bending down to get the soap (Ah) [Break] That kinda separates me from everybody else You know, my mask, so, I love it Look at this freakin’ loaf of bread that my buddy Piero baked today Holy sh*t (There, fall back) [Verse 3: Esoteric] I can see clear in the dark, beauty, Imperial March All my material sharp, that’s how I tear ’em apart I’m magic like Houdini, my gambit low, but no Luccini Hoodied up like Jawa, Utinni, rest look like [?] People likin’ me to question, nobody can truly see me When it comes to rap, I’m as brutal as Mussolini My patience wearing thin, I’m Ratjakowski at arenas Sorta, Joaquin Phoenix, remix of the Joker Listen, it’s bulimic, a demon, [?] steez how I part the seas If they speakin’ like they Mola Ram, without heart to squeeze Barely sleepin’ ’cause they heart disease Your arteries are filled with bars, the beats and every mark a P I swear they all unique, I’m David Harbour meets a Marley beat The way I get bands and give ’em hell, boy Leave you in the dirt like Barry Larkin cleats, spaced out Like how a Martian speaks Ironic, how you sound like a salesman when you rockin’ When in fact, it’s me who had zero interest in what you’re droppin’ Or concocted, unlock it, so stick a sock in it, I’m dominant Like Tyson Fury boxin’, I’m prominent Yo, I heard your crew was poppin’ sh*t, but now, not so often I caught ’em and I made ’em cry Like catchin’ [?] from Sarah McLaughlin The pharaoh was talkin’, people want ’em The beats beat the freaks, so Bleeker Street don’t need to scorn ’em I kill the track, it’s still intact, so why you playin’ possum? I download packs and red lines, I thought you knew I’m awesome [Outro] I have no idea what you said but I’m pretty sure it’s awesome What? What? And if you idiots out there don’t know what that is I’m not gonna tell ya