🎵 The Seventh Track on the EP // by Chazer Wazer

1 Contributor The Seventh Track on the EP Lyrics [Verse 1] Yeah I run this place so you better get the fuck outta here Many people want me dead cause I've got a foul career I go to Maine and call out IT until a clown appears When I rap, nouns appear you hear me loud n clear I still can't hear the queer critics with a thousand ears I was living in the south last year Well I'm still living there with a bitch with a round ass, here Hang with my bro Jay and down a beer Cause I like hanging round my peers My atmosphere causes tears when ever you hear bout my ears In other words, I'm here and if you died, I'd cheer You know who the fuck I'm referring to You've been put through the ringer and you're the greatest, lucky you I'm not normal and you think I'm a nice guy, you're funny too We're not alike and you're career will fall because I'm coming through And I can't wait to kamikaze into that bitch Paul I get your bitch wetter than a drug addict going through withdrawal My dicks tall and it's harder than a brick wall I ate a lot of protein so I skipped small I whistle and your bitch calls Anywayz, the day I leave will be the day Savile doesn't diddle With little children and suck their nipples and make their ass jiggle Doing sinful shit like cumming over their dimples And when their eyes twinkle so I take him out with a missile mixed with a pistol [Chorus] Chazer's here to stay, since he mention Tuesday He'll never go away, only when he finds the stairway He fell in love with the rhymes, too much pride in his lines That's just how it is, because this is his life [Verse 2] I'm an MC, there's nothing you can do to offend me I'm positive like balenci cause I'm debt free I'm from the block like Becky, wait no, Jenny Give me any rapper and I'll blow many You should be afraid of me cause my flows deadly Get in the whip and roll Bentley's and pop yo cherry When 50 Cent released Get Rich or Die Trying talk about dropping a penny Flows are hard, Rosa Parks, no debating she had a loada heart Which is why I hold the charts, I rip your bones apart I stole the past and now you don't know the path And you're getting nowhere fast if you don't show your bath See, that was just some rapity rapity rap shit And I can talk about fucking a fat bitch Take her to Mickey D's so we can slap tits Rape her, then tape her, then make her shit on my face 'til it's blackish Hate her then when I'm done doing a cum, throw her in a gas pit Wank her then wear her liquid for the swag drip Later Imma cook you up and make Jay eat it Take her, I ate her and make her vanish cause I'm quite outlandish Shank ya with a tic-tak and then flip the world around is my tactic [Chorus] Chazer's here to stay, since he mention Tuesday He'll never go away, only when he finds the stairway He fell in love with the rhymes, too much pride in his lines That's just how it is, because this is his life [Verse 3: Chazer Wazer as CP] Right, lets cut the bullshit and let me spit some lines It's hard for me to rap 'cause I don't pick up nines Let's face it, I'm a retard, I'm thick but shine Admit it, I'm fucking entertaining who carries this bloodline Fuck you motherfuckers, have I not spit enough rhymes? "Oh Chazer's not a very good rapper" Yeah, you're fucking right I'm not a rapper, I'm an actor so let me rap up this chapter Every cunt who's ever fucked me over will kill themselves After I get rich as shit bitch You'll always be on my hit list Flex on your grave on Christmas I cause pain and I fucking curse bitch So why the fuck do you think they call me Pankhurst?