Today’s Special CZARFACE (Ft. Frankie Pulitzer)
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[Intro]
Hahahaha
Hahahaha
FacePuller
[Verse 1: Frankie Pulitzer & Esoteric]
Ain't nothing common about sense
Yo they walk around and dance
Have an idea but never execute or represent
To observe and reflect on it
Read the room, connect on it
Try to understand it, hit the planet like a death bomb
Tectonic plate shift, FacePuller faceless
Tape this 'cause you are now eye to eye with greatness
Pugilist, you would need illusionists to fake this
Yeah, we back again with it
Ride to ten men with it
[Verse 2: Esoteric]
Eso, on my grind, working with the monster mind
Dotted line is signed
I'm a killer but I will not be kind
I jeopardize whoever lies, set aside the beef
Once the weapons weaponize there'll be venom in the streets
When I put the pen to page I'm like a Xenophage on center stage
You hangin' by a thread, with a tangled web, bang your head
I do this by design, so many snacks, so little time
Make a move, your brain is food
And I don't think that it's a crime, Face
Hahahaha
Hahahaha
FacePuller
[Verse 1: Frankie Pulitzer & Esoteric]
Ain't nothing common about sense
Yo they walk around and dance
Have an idea but never execute or represent
To observe and reflect on it
Read the room, connect on it
Try to understand it, hit the planet like a death bomb
Tectonic plate shift, FacePuller faceless
Tape this 'cause you are now eye to eye with greatness
Pugilist, you would need illusionists to fake this
Yeah, we back again with it
Ride to ten men with it
[Verse 2: Esoteric]
Eso, on my grind, working with the monster mind
Dotted line is signed
I'm a killer but I will not be kind
I jeopardize whoever lies, set aside the beef
Once the weapons weaponize there'll be venom in the streets
When I put the pen to page I'm like a Xenophage on center stage
You hangin' by a thread, with a tangled web, bang your head
I do this by design, so many snacks, so little time
Make a move, your brain is food
And I don't think that it's a crime, Face
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