Текст песни Escape from Czarkham Asylum (CZARFACE) с переводом

The only time they go hard is when they having sex

Six-shotter Smith, hotter then the dragon’s breath

Original Dark Knight I’m Adam West

My chick notice the burn she like Sharon Gless

Deck’s official, got a whistle and pin stripes

Be Smooth B, everything Greg Nice and heads like

Son, take performance enhancers

Barry Bond flow, so they talking outlandish

The Glock that I brandish put my thoughts on the canvas

7L made the beat, CZARFACE doing damage

The god of chaos, his squad is way off

Rap life, sweatsuit, not a day off

Stay off the dilly, the bars is silly, guard your grilly

I’m barking rappers like Sir Charles in Philly

I’m wild down the back like a rotary phone

The wolf pack’s back tell them coyotes we home

I’m that Ketel I’m that Grey you that bottom shelf

I’m not God fearing I’m God himself

You travelling light I’ll be waiting with your vocals on

You ain’t paint a picture man that’s a photobomb

I crop you out my mission murder everything

You do it natural like Ken Griffey swing

Then you out of the park yea it’s a powerful thought

Rough sound sound like bloodhound when they bark

I got snipers that will mount you in the dark

No sound of the spark goldfish fuck around with the sharks

No bitch no cowards at heart no matter how big a part

No second thoughts i was down from the start

Go shuffle like a victory elves or you scary fools

Body froze up the rows I could barely move

Rarely loose seen me stuntin' in the daily news

Verbal intercourse curl your toes like fairy shoes

Don’t worry about him that guy is dumber than

The barrel with hammers at the bottom of the frozen lake

I know your kind I read the details

And see you on tv in a couple more games

You can explain no I do no explaining around here

I would foot my lace so far up your behind

You going to wonder why your mouth taste like boots

Seriously though

Sold it to the guards shit is overcharged

Throw the bars this way you know we large

'Bout to take it to a new plateau, you rap slow

You know the fucking pterodactyls swooping it

Dance with them pen Daien and activate

The mother fucking shit a ten and don’t pretend

That you dont know the name and you dont know the rep

You look dumb like Greg Focker when he overslept

Slow your step flow, it’s pimped out like just a custom model

Fram the fight like Cus D’Amato

I get so much fan mail due to these verses

I gotta block letters like I can’t write cursive

Wow, what is it y’all

It’s real, it’s what they asked for

It’s real, it’s what they jam for

Wow, what is it y’all

It’s real, it’s what they asked for

It’s real, it’s what they jam for

Wow, what is it y’all

(Can you hear me ok, George?)

7L, Esoteric, Rebel INS, your highness

(You must choose your oxygen destroyer)

(What will become of us? And what will become of us if the weapon system they

now have falls into the wrong hand?)

Apocalypse wild

(Don't you have a responsibility no man has ever gotten)

Right now

When I’m on the scene drama is routine

I mean it’s gonna take the Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines

I’m a monster, fuck shit up — my middle name

I’mma mash out your posse like Danze and Lil 'Fame

No block in my lane, King Kong style

Playing handball with the choppers and planes

When the beast is released I’m coming through the streets

Crushing million dollar highrises under my feet

While walking through explosion blowing up tanks

To reciprocate the notion showing no emotions

Nothing left behind just a path of destruction

Aftermath I’m the wrath I conduct it

Hustling the city beating on my chest like

You want me — come and get me, you frontin' me is risky

I’m Godzilla with bars, the God’s illa' with bars

It ain’t real 'til you feeling the scars

I’m Godzilla- I’m Godzilla with bars-

The Godzilla- The Godzilla- Godzilla- Godzilla- Godzilla-

I’m Godzilla- I’m Godzilla with bars-

The Godzilla- The Godzilla- Godzilla-

Hey yo, yo, hey yo, check one two and you don’t quit

My name is Esoteric y’all I’m the ulti-yo, yo

Check one two and you don’t quit

My name is Esoteric y’all I’m the ultimate

Ey yo thought you were switching places

IQ is triple sixes

Our tools are too malicious

Humans are too delicious

I got my head up in the cloud and my feet in Brooklyn

Keep pushing, I flip tacks like seat cushions

I’m wild, I’m giant I’m king sized

I’m 90 Yao Mings tall, I’m 50 Fat Joes wide

Yea the 93 versions these person don’t need a surgeon

Keep searching for the bodies deep beneath the earth and

My footprint is bigger than Fenway Park

When they start shooting I will end they heart

My pen stay smart your pen dumb and dull

Numb to your numbers, you a numbnuts numbskull

You spitting lyrical and leave the mic on critical

And make the crowd get physical

We a bishop too we don’t hit you with that bull shit

We just stick to the principles

So we diss some fools, whip through 'em with the clip full

We far from the typical we a bishop too

We don’t hit you with that bull shit

We just stick to the principles

You goin' to the authorities describing a giant prehistoric lizard

That spits fire and they just put you away for a long time

But we saw them captain you saw those monsters

They are real but I know just when to keep my mouth shut

Have another drink Mr. Bishop I don’t want anymore

We got to report what we saw captain don’t you understand

They are two of the most monstrous

Creatures any man has ever seen

Inhuman voice and black boys poll they don’t get it

2015 rappers bang on Reddit

Sit your ass down like a Marvel end credit

The bonus scene’s next when your whole team get wrecked

You need to spark up a spliff to get they bars up

While I’m lifting cars up this the wrong tree to bark up

I carve up a Hollywood actor in back of Starbucks

And hopped out the dumpster all bloody

You feeling star struck

Because the star struck his body is like storm shadow

Pulling off in an escalator and I follow the star truck

Then another czar cut every day I’m hustling

That’s word to Rick Ross and his bizarre cut

Yes Mars what

Here’s a large cup of the puke I barfed up

And it’s still more appealing than your shit 'cause it’s horseshit

You got your wheel spinning but you leave no treads

Like a broken moped your whole for cokeheads

And Broke heads with no bread

You get brave then catch Heat like Javy López

I be Merker, I’m spazzing like my arm

Hosting the ghost of Tom Glavine

You so hood but go wood like log cabins

(We going right in)

My execution is sharper, than tools from Brutus the Barber

A shark is loose in the harbor, and yes I’m proving I’m smarter

Than Isaac Asimov and Garry Kasparov

Come marry like David Hasselho- Ha ha I can’t even finish that

You put the pin in that

You happy? Now where the fuck are my cynics at

Turn off your smartphones they trying to enslave us

I got bars I should write for cats like Jim Davis

Write for cats for cats yea I know

For your case It’s fast like a car chase

I want to join your group

Kids out there running that shit

If they just let me see her you seem like a blunt

You know and the thing is you know a lot of people think

If we’re so stupid how could we come up with the medleying

You know it’s such a big handicap but we did

And just imagine if my man Beethoven

Had a fucking sampler

Exactly if he had DJ’s