Beat-Boxing

CZARFACE
You can do this. Here's how it works

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, it's [?] caught me at the wrong time
Bound to be another victim left dead in a long line
Instrumentals that I chose to deface
It was a long road coming up if I remember straight (Boston?)
First fight was '84 against the vocalist version of sucker MC, he took me to war
I couldn't keep the pace, missed a couple snares and kicks, couple hand claps, 808s
I stayed up late and licked my wounds until the next morning
I started training and let my flow start transforming
I found a rebel without a [?]
I couldn't compete [?] is so deep
Word to my man, if you can't beat 'em - join 'em, so I bought a piratеs hat, became a fan
Pre-1212
[?] 1212 of thе shelf and raised hell hell
Then I got that beat from woo-hah
What you do with it? I beat it down, huh, for two bars
And left a few scars when I came out swinging with new words and a couple rhyme schemes and patterns
No doubt, but I kept fighting, kept jabbing, kept writing
Found the uppercut more exciting
Bobby Weaver learned how to scrap, this is rap
Time to take it to the mat

And when Esoteric's out back with, you know, his Star Wars things and he's having the time of his life, I'm thinking, what am I, why don't I get, why can't I have something like this?
[?]

[Verse 2]
I became a little older, got a little bolder, got a little comfy in the booth, but I was still hungry - that's the truth *bark*
I got a bunch of beats of my man 7L, like Rise Of A Rebel
This is war and more
We left them on the floor, but a few years before
Recording's sole purpose was eating at my core (really upset at—)
Pressing record, looking bored, saying go ahead Seamus rap!
How the fuck am I supposed to make a dope take with that?
He brought the MPC out
The machine smiled and knocked his teeth out
And then I left *screech* and grabbed Burger King and started thinking of other tracks I could be murdering
This is abstract truth I don't mean to blur the thing, but I'm doing what I can with the words and things
Never working out a textbook
I'm in the ring with the beam - right hook, left hook