CZARFACE, Ghostface Killah - Super Soldier Serum lyrics

What then? Can I help?
Holdin' it down

Check me out, yo the first hundred thousand
I'm fast to go shoppin'
Blow stacks, no ho hoppin', my flag
She show stoppin' tag poppin'
No cold rocks in the Goldschläger
Persona so proper, not even the stove hotter
After the bankrolls no chasin' the rainbows
Whips and the chains glows
You know how the game goes
The Czar synergy, ten volts of energy
Benny Blanco from the Bronx
I make 'em remember me
Let your hands hit the ceilin'
Your mans with the dealings
Old habit's like Hank Williams, they mad
They in their feelings i'm beastin'
They hardly eatin' when I'm speakin'
Shine like MJ
Spotlight beamin' off the sequins
Deeper than Shaq pool
You feelin' that track too?
Czar, Ghostface, main reason they act fool
The flow so sick I wrote it in Cedars-Sinai
Bomb thrown, blow 'em sky-high
Leave 'em wide-eyed

It's like that, son
Ah, an asset to the rhymin' biz
No, I don't believe we've been introduced

I'm back, to a nice ovation
Shine like a diamond by myself
Call it isolation
Words be crusty, beats be dirty and dusty
Girls be flirty and lusty, dirty and busty
Yo, the flow real, like human interaction
Yours predictable like rappers
Movin' into fashion
My style Battlecat, you a Cringer
Just a coward
You take the largest L 'cause loser's
Hard to spell without it
I'm part sleek and fly
Part geeky guy that likes CGI
Part smack you, I don't need a reason why
He could lie on your sweetie pie
Thinkin' Caesar five
Fuck with Czarface, now that's how people die
Hey mark, my fade sharp, my stage smart
Braveheart, back from the dead like Ray Park
I mean, Darth Maul for y'all, you wanna step
Too? Your bars trash
Need your own tapper to the rescue

How can I help? How'd he get in there?
Never mind that! How'd he get out?

Yeah, yo, yo, yo
I'm low key like a government official
Deep under the surface like a
Piece of bone gristle
No keys to the entrance, just facial scannin'
And 26 chandeliers with cameras
And the bearskin rug programmed to attack
Sharks in the crib, no coordinates on the map
Off the grid, Maxwell Smart is how I live
Daniel Craig, Casino Royale, I'm so slick
Armani suit's, the linen is flame resistant
Which means I can't be scorched
Or burnt up in it my glasses x ray
My phone got a mind of it's own
Authorities can't monitor tone
On the real, I can't be bugged
Jailed or prosecuted
Permanently terminated, my data file secluded
Eighty passports with multiple visas
New face, that came as a gift from Egypt

Holdin' it down