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!