Captain Crunch

[Intro]

Their instructor is speaking

[Verse 1: MF DOOM]

Eatin' Captain Crunch for lunch, don't get your panties in a bunch

Shorty passed out, he coulda put the whammy in the punch

Had he a hunch, he could get set up like one Cosby

Slidin' off of three snowflakes like Tom Bosley

Remember Charlie's Angels? They had to make some changes

Three broads with burners, these dames could get dangerous

Dude you never see will forever remain nameless

Two of them things is black, the last one's stainless

Don't deal with the Devil on a deep level

They see metal and sound off like a tea kettle

Blow the spot up lovely

With no reference to skin color, God don't like ugly

Wise man once said not to showboat

And treat the yacht the same way as a rowboat ("here!")

The snakes'll hang theyself with they own rope

And watch a jewel transform to a known quote

[Chorus]

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Throw a mask on and go in

[Verse 2: Esoteric]

What's Mary Poppin', y'all? Shout to Michael Rooker

You with a mic is like a eunuch with a hooker

Pressure (pressure pressure) cooker

My Konfusion's Organized, I'm the lord of light

Yondu with an arrow's like Eso with the cordless mic

Flow holy, no gospel trap, writin' like

Michael Crichton put the rap in Velocirap-tor, or

I hit you like a trap, door, when it rains it pours

No mental strains but I, stick out like Kurt Angle's temple veins

You got an empty brain, enter in my lane

It takes balls like a gender change, people talkin' out they ass

Check for the double-cross like 2 Chainz at Sunday mass

Hit you with the belly to belly, the suplex

Off the roof of the duplex, willin' to group text

With Steely Dan, Groot, fuckin' baby Groot, the ghost of Dave Brubeck

Alex Trebek and Boba Fett, who's next?

[Chorus]

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Throw a mask on and go in

(Ahh, welcome welcome)

[Verse 3: Inspectah Deck]

They can't handle the pressure, tryna handle Inspectah

'Cause I eat 'em up faster than Hannibal Lecter

Couldn't plan it no better, try me, you know better

I will fuck money up, Spike Lee in "Mo' Better"

Choose your battles more wisely, I wouldn't suggest you provoke

I stunt your growth like cigarette smoke

(It keeps going) I'm talkin' effortless flow

I tell the truth, the whole truth, so let the record show

I went from corner to corner, took it block to block

Came from under the rock, rock bottom to top

It's like New York City cab style, picture me stopped

They gon' catch it like a fish when it officially drop

Just pre-order the slaughter, when you give it a listen

There'll be so many bars, we'll give you visions of prisons

So many haters among us, though I never surrender

I'm like Jeremy Renner, silent weapon, Avenger

[Chorus]

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Look out, run through your town on attack mode

Throw a mask on and go in

[Outro]

They call him CZARFACE, in "Man's Worst Enemy"

(Oh, what's happening?)

CZARFACE head on with one of the meanest mugs

In the galaxy: the Chrome Pharaoh

(Man oh man, we are in trouble)

Make sure your hoodie is on, and your boots laced

This adventure will keep you at the edge of your seat

CZARFACE, the baddest one man army to hit town

Always where the action is

CZARFACE, rated R

Under 17 not permitted without parental supervision