Bob LaCzar

[Intro] He's invited us to inspect his planet first Yeah Say what? [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] You're staring in the face of a czar Written out, space in the stars Play it safe, wait in the car While I run down on the come up Knock one down then I'm one up Sun down to sun up Flows so electric they call me Zeus You can feed me to the sharks, I'll come back in a shark-skin suit Hotter than hibachi sauce, wiping out your zombie horde Wash off the blood, drop the body off (Czar..) Make no mistake he the great one Wash me up, they pray for when the day come Never mix facts with fiction, you dream of dissing me Better wake up and ask for permission And then- [Verse 2: Esoteric] They say their pen is wildin, with the written shit They say they're spitting but they gleeking on their chin and shit They say they're writing that shit for the dope fiends It can't be your whole team, that ain't what GOAT means Now what you know about, they say they're zoning out They pat themselves on the back and throw their shoulder out They tell the whole world they in the studio They coming out with cheap material like Uniqlo They got their guns out, they pour their drums out And captivate their brain, then I pull their tongues out They call it original, they think it's vivid I think it's close to what my five year old kid did I hope you're proud of yourself [Bridge] I got a way with words Three clicks on the stove for the flame to burn Young bull gotta earn my name I am legend, I done murdered the game Bar school, I could personal train Yo respect the mic Respect the mic check one two [Chorus] I got a way with words I got a way with words I got a way with words I got a way with words Okay [Verse 3: Esoteric] Everything that we write Even on the B side Is wildly refreshing like trolls waiting for replies Come on, tell me more about that album that ain't out yet That you've been working on since MySpace was your outlet (Czarface) It happened Sunday at the north shore mallPolice say what they did is dangerous and a crime Youngsters say I goad and they wanting to try me How would meme-sharing-trolls stay stuck in the 90s (Czarface) Stealing from their heroes, still getting no airplay Now they're salty like the lake where Rudy Gobert play [Chorus] I got a way with words I got a way with words I got a way with words You're not gonna believe that, right? Hey, boss. We better hide these masks and get out of here!