Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nightcrawler, artist - CZARFACE. Album song Every Hero Needs a Villain - Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.07.2015
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Nightcrawler |
No need to adjust your system |
This song call it Jack Herer, cause a hit strong |
Fist pump, Rebel on the set make your bitch jump |
Doubt me? |
Get in line, cause the list long |
Scandalous tight Nixon |
'Melo in your face, like the Knicks on |
Dick long, gripped in the pits with my wits on |
Low quick, short wick on a lit bomb |
Better strong any record Inspectah on |
I transform to a beast, call me Predacon |
Upper echelon, that can rap 'til he dead and gone |
Was an ex-con, now I get my checks on |
Now a nigga’s alright, like I’m never wrong |
Headstrong, stepping through a present-day Lebanon |
Like Marvin, I get it on, Rebel gone, set it off |
Then I jet, set where the weather’s warm |
Florida, or something |
(scratching) |
Listen, I’m a visionary, killing this, I’m stealing this |
Hang with a gang that’s villainous |
Building this from the ground up, turn the sound up |
Lounge around, let the beat pound, like a Dillinger |
The handgun, can’t come close, I’m a phantom |
Your brand ain’t a movement and your jam ain’t an anthem |
Tantrum, crying bitch, if battling’s your dying wish |
I’m a genie, that’ll grant that shit, I insist |
Fly shit, shrunken little sweater—yeah, we tight-knit |
Tight kicks, flow holy water, like Christ spit |
Ice pick, swing that motherfucker like a night stick |
Prisoners, tie son up, that Iron Mike shit |
Listeners, take a deep breath I mean I’m recessed |
ES, mint issue one, you the re-press |
Refresh your funny style, you should redress |
Speak less, what’s a Braveheart with a weak chest? |
A knock-out blow, he’s down for the count |
Listen to this |
I spit bomb, kill 'em softly with this song |
Clique strong, this ain’t nothing like a chick song |
Big John, in the shower with a big blonde |
Switch on the power, little sour in the big bong |
I’m big, homes, y’all ain’t living 'til you live long |
Big-boned honey, trying to keep me in the friend zone |
I touch down, try and put it in her end-zone |
Pimp on, then I dip on her like I’m Jim Jones |
Yes y’all heard the rest, who the best, y’all? |
You slept off, I’m a threat, what you rep, dog? |
Respect, dog, here’s a bone: go and fetch, dog |
Mr. Meth y’all, my favourite letter is «F», y’all (Ha!) |
As I continue where we left off |
Next off the list, another hater is checked off |
Get lost you trick, check boss, or bet’s off |
More music and less talk, I’m talking about |
I walk down the street people look at me and say, «Who the hell are you? |
«, I’m just an average Joe |
Dr Yorgo, the EQ on this will make Czarface’s brain bleed. |
He’ll become so |
enraged, he’ll self destruct.(cackles) |
Don’t be so foolish, you oaf! |
I knew Suckface would be stupid enough to surface |
again |
Sir, it’s Czar and they love him, because he’s a hero |
Well, every hero needs a villain |