Czarwyn’s Theory of People Getting Loose CZARFACE & MF DOOM (Ft. Kendra Morris)

[Intro: Inspectah Deck, Esoteric & Kendra Morris]
Usual suspects again (Usual suspects at it)
Mr. Black (Mr. Black) Mr. Brown (Mr. Brown, all day)
Mr. Irish (Mr. Irish) Mr. Greek (Mr. Greek, all day, ay)
We been at it for hours (Hours)
We searched this whole industry (Whole industry)
And we couldn't find no dope (Found no dope, all day)
I mean, there's no fuckin' dope (All day, ay, no fuckin' dope)

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
They love me 'cause I talk my shit
They love me more 'cause I walk my shit
War with the gift, score quick, Jordan in six
Shorter blip, beat the beat, stick a fork in this shit
Don't trip, forfeit, it's the Brothers Grimm
Yo, how they kill a body and still party like it wasn't them?
Fire supplier, droppin' game like I'm Urban Meyеr
The sire leavе your eyes 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)