Lyrics CZARFACE – Bizarro

Bizarro Lyrics – CZARFACE

Singer: CZARFACE
Title: Bizarro

Is your, ah, computer operative?
Excellent! (ay, yo)
Excellent!
Stop playin’, it’s my turn to smoke

Heavy dose of that murder I wrote, don’t let it burn your throat
I ain’t from the same cloth, they be turnin’ coats
I’m hood, good here to Chi-town, to Sherman Oaks
Ain’t nothin’ worse than true lies but new lies

I’m too wise, they be actin’ like they shoe size
Stormy days make you pray to see them blue skies
I’m from the fire, right next to where the jewel lies
Scrutinize if you must, in CZAR we trust

Who hard as us? Boy, we hit you with the karma touch
Tough as a armored truck, fresh like a barber cut
In other words, simply marvelous
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Your flow did it two retros ago (sure is!)

You was s’posed to beat me two death blows ago
We can go, we can go
Toe-to-toe
We can go

Toe-to-toe (Excellent!)
E-S back, when you thought I might’a mellowed
Grab the mic and rap you f#ck you, don’t get Aiello’d
(Check this file)

My mind is the nine, so the brain’ll shoot ya
When I write, it’s like Stephen Strange lookin’ in the future
There’s a shorty, umm, you got a corgi [?]
I’m sippin’ 40s and Rick and Morty’s on (Excellent!)

Slow servin’ got me on the verge of murder
So catch me at your mom’s house, what up, Tom Segura?
Peep the aura, Zuck’ in the Azores
TC Tugger pullin’ a Stanzo brand fedora

I’m dangerous like Church’s and storefronts
Favorite rappers gettin’ killed, what they want?
More guns (you can’t be serious)
Your flow did it two retros ago

You was s’posed to beat me two death blows ago
We can go, we can go
Toe-to-toe
We can go

Toe-to-toe
Wonder Twin powers, activate
Form of: fire, everlasting flames
Street playa like Chicago, Mack the game

The response is, “Your Highness” when they ask his name
Obviously, he can control the molecular arrangement of his body
Yeah, but the odds are against you
Uh-huh…?

I’ll livestream your team on the widescreen
As I beat a plea despite bein’ obscene
Like a pipedreamin’ crackhead’s hygiene
Rhymes eat your soul, put you in a sleeper hold

Goodnight Irene
Like Adrian Adonis, I’m crazier than Xavier on the Sonics
You move the crowd, I hit stadiums with comets
And make the haters vomit as I read a Cable comic

This is food for thought, better put a label on it
This what happens when the sh#t is fresh, ya na’mean?
It’s like wild caught
They out there farm-raised, ya na’mean?

Sharing their house with the next wildling
Wildling
Wildling
Wildling

Dear computer… there the beat come, right? Heheh! Shit…
Haha! Are we recording? Yeah, yeah, let it record, though
It’s recording, right? Okay, alright
Ha, okay… oh, shit
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