Cement 3's CZARFACE (Ft. Roc Marciano)
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[Intro: Samples]
"This bomb was codenamed; The Czar"
"You're such an idiot. You'll never be able to contend with this opponent, why don't you lure them into the underwater graveyard?"
"Don't you think this is all kind of strange?"
"Hmm... so you know what I told him?"
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Ayo, yo, yo
Vein popper flame hotter
Raging sharp art patray popper
Blade sharper, kamikaze brain bomber
Safe in the drama darts spray your armor
You a trey eight revolver next to a 'nade launcher
Immortal technique, the rest weak
Stretch 'em like Lesnar
Deadly venom whenever Deck speak
Fresh meat, we get 'em buzzin' like XB
You can't sleep, it's like lying on wet sheets
Nevertheless better in fact bust better than sex
My rhyme book's like a medicine chest
Son, I kill 'em like lead to the chest
Call 7 & Es (Yo let me at 'em Deck)
Whatever is next
INS spit warhead bars, go ahead draw
I bang your dome leave your forehead gone
Run and tell 'em "put more heads on"
Performing live in your dining room
Shining through 4-X large
"This bomb was codenamed; The Czar"
"You're such an idiot. You'll never be able to contend with this opponent, why don't you lure them into the underwater graveyard?"
"Don't you think this is all kind of strange?"
"Hmm... so you know what I told him?"
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Ayo, yo, yo
Vein popper flame hotter
Raging sharp art patray popper
Blade sharper, kamikaze brain bomber
Safe in the drama darts spray your armor
You a trey eight revolver next to a 'nade launcher
Immortal technique, the rest weak
Stretch 'em like Lesnar
Deadly venom whenever Deck speak
Fresh meat, we get 'em buzzin' like XB
You can't sleep, it's like lying on wet sheets
Nevertheless better in fact bust better than sex
My rhyme book's like a medicine chest
Son, I kill 'em like lead to the chest
Call 7 & Es (Yo let me at 'em Deck)
Whatever is next
INS spit warhead bars, go ahead draw
I bang your dome leave your forehead gone
Run and tell 'em "put more heads on"
Performing live in your dining room
Shining through 4-X large
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