Savagely Attack Lyrics - Singles - Czarface

I'm sickly, flow quarantined by the cdc 

Heads nod, pressure on your neck like a ddt 

Beat street remo, spittin on your name 

Rhymes travel under ground like it's written on a train 

My position in the game top dog, rock hard 

Fuck with everybody in your hood just not y'all 

Basic, live broadcast from the er 

We are talk of the town without the pr 

Savagely attack this rap master craftsman 

Pack em in twisted on the floor like a backspin 

After him, y'all will have to deal with the son on deck 

One of the best that hasn't done it yet 

Killer b, choppin up the track like a dealer be 

Professor x couldn't test my ability 

I cave the motherfucking roof like heavy snow 

Act like I told ya before, y'all already know 

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Savagely attack, savagely attack 

Savagely attack, savagely attack 

Es raps, I wrote this in a gs lex 

To get that 90's vibe 

My melody, high and low fidelity darts 

My whole team, 7 dirty like when jeopardy starts 

I can't call it unless we call my style diabolic 

I'm a writeaholic, I drink ink till I vomit 

I think I'm catatonic, in sync all these rappers wanted 

I'm a czar of the czar bars, cut you like a schimitar 

Wichita state, x men I'll execute you, 

You a dead man, god willing 

I'm not villain getting top billing, with my squad chillin 

Blood on the tracks like bob dylan, die like a mob killin 

We already know the ropes 

We be steppin over ropes 

It's andre the giant looking down at you local folks 

Okie dokie, motorized vocals, yeah I practice 

Raise on a tape the same color as galacturs 

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Look out, attack like a nigga on bath salts 

Eat his face off, leave his body on ashpalt 

Rampant, run throuh your town on attack mode 

Savagely leave em broomsticked in the asshole 

Cobra clutch, throw a mask on and go in, go in 

I'm a terror, a new era 

Walk around with 2 bats like I'm yougi bear 

Rocking robes, it's a trench 

...will have you ducking under the bench 

The stench of dead bodies, thoughts of the mutilation 

Brign you closer to god in a tight situation 

Or thrown in the back of the truck, a sanitation 

I'm ruthless, my technique is chinese torture 

No iv's hanging out your veing to support you 

Everybody's talking about how the ghost caught you 

Have a 5 year old kill your ass for a quarter