Helicopter CZARFACE (Ft. Godfather Don & Kool Keith)

[Intro]
Hey man, we live at the Czar-B-Q, man
Let's get it

[Verse 1: Godfather Don]
GFD, the itty bitty witty killer
Titty spiller, when I build I make the city realer
Facilitate incendiary sadity filler
That still eradicate brain matter, insane data
That'll shatter any chatter when the name matter
The mad hatter, master of the mystic arts
I make sparks for sharks that ain't rappers
My propane splatter be the hash or the splash
Of your daiquiri, the catalyst cracking the anatomy
Rip through banners like gamma dramatically
You can't touch him, won't hold him, don't goad him
My flow choke 'em 'til their ears, eyes, and nose open
The ancient one, the first, the original
My bars knock the spirit out of seekers not lyrical
Stop if you're not at the top I'll get rid of you
With reckless abandon, analog or digital

[Chorus]
Hop out the helicopter, turn around, smack 'em up
Hop out the helicopter, turn around, smack 'em up
Hop out the helicopter, turn around, smack 'em up
Hop out the helicopter (Helicopter)