The Seventh Track on the EP
[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?