Czarface

Czarface - Let It Off lyrics

rate me

East side to west side, everybody set, ride

Beantown to si, they fiend for the next high

Lean with the red eye, mean with the MI

Rhyme sharper than the lightbeam on a jedi

Supreme, why test I?

Indeed, I rep mine

Agreed, minor league is fatigue, try next time

World War 4 whenever Deck rhyme

Physical grind, no subliminal, call me on direct line

Heads fly after next guy

I at best buy, shawty like “Let’s ride”

Took me on a sex drive

NY creep, like Boz, Chilli and Left Eye

Don’t sweat mine, move from the gate

Brothers respect mine

Cool with the broads (yes I’m)

Movin it hard (yes I’m)

Truest to do it, whoever dispute it, you wreck time

Yes I, leave your head twisted like a red tie

Deck amphetamines, they fiendin for the next line

[Hook]

I let it off, I let it off, I let it off

Set it off

I let it off, I let it off, I let it off

Recognize the king, the livest thing

North side to south side, I’ma stay about my, biz

Fucking outcry, in while you outside

Vader make your brain fry

Greater than a Dane I

Take over your lane, I’m Dock Ellis when I aim high

Shame how ya abandoned a band and a witness stand and

Then randomly reprimand him, Esoteric is insane

I stay rope chain fly, pterodactyl hang glide

Bill O’Reilly, kill a grave, feel like you’re the same guy

You like watching paint dry

Switch it up on dumb joints

I run point, I find, I motivate and let my sons voice

Know what I mean?

Are you the youngest on the track of Preme

Tractor beam rap regime, AOTP, that’s the team

I Reggie Lewis from the key, solidify the sucker free

Critics pretty much agree this shit is gutter luxury

This is Skywalker fam, Jack Kirby free hand

7 let them cuts ride

[Hook]

I let it off, I let it off, I let it off

Set it off

I let it off, I let it off, I let it off

Recognize the king, the livest thing

Come here, spin it back

I’m in it in a minute flat

Dissed cats love it, and they ain’t even into rap

Rhymes on ya mind like a fitted cap

What I spit is crack

Salutations, see him, tip your hat

Man, he been a mac, he ain’t gotta ask where the bitches at

Picture that: thick chicks sittin in his lap

He a diplomat, VIP status and he strip em at

Alien flow, gettin visits from the men in black

Anybody want it they can get it

Call the medevac, transporter, manslaughter

You don’t want to set it, Jack

Vet’ll clack, you won’t even leave with your head attached

Back pedal and pedal back, these rap rebels will turn you to scrap

Metal and burn up your back

Revel in the fact, when devils attack

We live with the flack, with the powerful lines

Shit on your hood like a feral cat

I’m out of my mind

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