Lyrics Sgt. Slaughter - CZARFACE

Sgt. Slaughter

I bully niggas for sports
Richie Incognito, we don’t give a fuck
Gibson and Glover, weapons are lethal
Call the coroner for there more orders the drop game
Like Doc Strange sorta a sorcerer
No slumber pulling odd jobs for all the numbers
Dog runner lay my hammer like
The god of thunder
Getting started like jumper cables from the cradle
Fuck you label, fucking with us, results are fatal
It’s our base heartbreak for your favorite rapper
My laser blasting feel the effects for days after
The game is wack and lack of real and that’s a major factor
Take your jetters off dropping only makes you madder
Stay calm goose flippin' if i wave my arms
Czar Fonz, I’m displaying self-embracing charms
I’m painting with the bonds as long as the paper is on
More like in my salon ok
Get it you get it you get it oh oh
Flow masochistic, I’m sadistic, antagonistic
Tell me how natural is it the stack of cadaver of rappers
That visit the Czarkham Asylum
I’m barking and wilding these bars are more violent
Mummify me in a rap exhibit
I am pissing on you, a Kit-Kat: I’ll split you in two
I spit raps that spit on your crew i got an issue with you
I black out in rapbouts I can flow-that's word to Florian
The Hip hop historian that’s bound to wage a war again
You Like a bartender run an Irish Pub 'cos you poor again
You might be dismembered i’m shady like Czarface’s origin
The cheese give rappers that bad credit
You lack vision like the first avengers ultimately
I’m Ultron uploading the first Ultramagnetic
Who wanna set it on Esoteric I’ll call you a medic
You’re delicate, I'm demented
Like Colonel Kurtz reading T. S. Elliot
Not with a bang but a whimper
My dick could be the flipper, the Czar Vet
I slaughter like Seargent
When the bars set, the beat is straight laced like Clark Kent
Straight laced
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