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I'm thankful my family got food on the plate How I'm selling 'em the smoke like I'm moving an 8th I'm the great, you a cruiserweight proven a fake No mistake, name tricky but they used to the face That's your highness, INS journalist extraordinaire He over there in the thousand dollar jordan airs Money on my mind but never let it possess me Stress free.- wanna ride the wave? this the jet-ski Don't whine or waste time trying to catch me I'm gone til november then gone again the next week No clocking out, that's the grave shift Overtime with the grind next day shift I'm from the time of benettons and asics Basic... same shit fix your faces So foreign I came in a UFO Sicario flow, you're fresh pompano "You know what time it is man" you know how it go I bet you'll learn today so now you know Now they know? now they know Czar that's the main, character to blame, Leader of the gang Grab the mic and fuck it up as though it's Bert Kreischer's name No matter how the say it yo it's never quite the same Czartifical Intelligence, got the chip inside my brain Esoteric rebel against all the shit I'm finding lame Your comebacks are Kristaps meaning they're Poor zingers Letras de cancionesLike four-fingered rings I keep shit together yo I might refrain from Fronting on anything that I stated You don't want a pissing contest I'm fully hydrated (tell em) You the jerk in here you could get murked in here Suit yourself Nanotech working here Tryin to don the armor, get your own shit It's like Pascal Siak (am) in a Fiat umm It won't fit it, don't fit you the cuprit Practice what you preach before you hit the pulpit Keep the gun I'll take Olivia Munn Caribbean Rum and run shit while you twiddle your thumbs You ignorant bums, you're dumb like looking into the sun I put heads to Bed like going where Biggie is from Rest in peace Blacastan From Letras Mania