Lyrics Chazer Wazer – Back in Business

Back in Business Lyrics – Chazer Wazer

Singer: Chazer Wazer
Title: Back in Business

This whole industry is f#cked, they can suck my dick
Pluck my pubes while you’re down there too
Rip this beat to shreds like what a brown bare do
Flip the script, i make it so a clown wears you

You’re disses get cancelled like you tried to fat shame
I can have you shanked, and for life you’vе got back pain
I got the bag like two fags, f#ck your slag
Steal black culturе, wear a durag, my wh#res bad

My honeys smelly, pu, b more than four lads
Because of me i keep you green, i’m even crazy or mad
When i’m rappin’ you know i’m always reppin’ for cav
Don’t mean to brag, but my porsche rad

Wannabe left alone in public but i get found like your dads p#rn stash
Look even sketcher than someone with a p#rn stash
I don’t even need lead, after my songs rapper commit suicide
Any bicthes wanna f#ck with me i’ll shoot ya guy

If i f#cking diss you, you will cry
m#th*rf#ck*r, i eat p#ss# more than mf doom did rhyme
I ain’t f#cking playin’ this time round
If you wanna f#cking challenge me, b#tch i’m down

I’ll just f#cking attack you with my crown
I’m back but this time i’ve got hip rhymes now
Yeah, don’t waist my time
I’m not just in it for a minute, got shock lyrics

Lose it to my music every time i hear it
Chazer is no longer amusin’, travel through you like earrins’
Yeah, i know it’s been a minute
But this is only a little snippet

You lackin’ the stamina, i’m rappin’ n havin’ ya
You’re got here by you’re own? please you’re more of a plant than lavender
My skits are the sh#ts and your b#tch is on my dick
Your wrist is what i slit, your bizz is what i diss

My wit is what you niss, my spit is what i use to spit
Oi boy, i bring joy, you ain’t got no coins
Your life is a mess, mines stuck together like hair gel
My rhymes are the best, my lines are better than mr. west

“chazer, please take a break”, soz, looks like i missed a rest
I’m yelling joshter jay for prime minister
I’m telling all you i’m winning, yeah
Y’all scared of bundy but i will kill ya badder

Destroying the game, enjoying the fame
Every time i’m on an instrumental and i’m getting sentimental
You know i tell the truth, i go loose, this is the gun i aim at you
I can never call it truce so killing you would have to make due

I could stand here and rap all day but i’ve got sh#t to do
Destroying the rap game one day at a time it’s like i’ve got a nuke
Every time i hear these p#ssies spitting it makes me want to puke
We’ll have to duke it out and i ain’t even made at you

Make you od like you’re late great rapper juice
I invented this sh#t but spit like chazer’s new
My raps are my f#cking diary, ana who?
Slap your b#tch to the floor then f#cking hammer you

You thought i was the ghost of rap but guess who’s back? the cracker, boo
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