Powers and Stuff CZARFACE & Ghostface Killah

[Verse 1: Esoteric]
Your best shit ain't better than his worst verse, and
CZARFACE a triple threat, he rhyme in third person
And he's a cannibal, about to eat his third person
You as genuine as "Pony," the karaoke version
Now you're 'lone, don't give a fuck if we connect
I'll bet you with a dying phone, I dust brothers like early Beck
I'm comfy on my iron throne
Word on the street that the god you pray to
And kneel to's an Esoteric clone, but I feel you
If he test human, education against lies
Do it in here, you shot the K, harass you
The more Supreme made his Mona Lisas
CZARFACE loyal, stick to my guns like Bautista
PTSD 'cause my son writes my features
I'm kidding, settle down, but up the bidding
I'm wig splitting, I'll chop your head quicker than troop does
You're washed up like bedtime kids, you're useless
Electric toothbrush, the level your buzz be
I do it on my own, you need a clique like Buzzfeed (CZAR)

[Interlude]
Be up in the house like domestics
I wreck shit, then shit on shit that's your best shit
(CZARFACE, Ghostface, CZARFACE, Ghostface)
Yo, man, yo, man
Oh, yo