Lyrics Czar (Remix) - Busta Rhymes , M.O.P. , CJ

Czar is a title used to designate supreme rulers
It is known as to be equivalent to king
Or to be somewhat between a royal
An imperial rank
The last person to have worn the title Czar

Look, they don't get it (haha)
Now, watch a n- set it, they never comin' to shred it
With rubies all on my rings like Thanos present
I'm tired of talking to n- that get no credit (oh)
You get no debit (oh), watch the way we improve
Hate the way that we move
We need a whole second (what's up?)

To talk about you n-
You need a new helmet (haha)
Crash dummies you n- you need a new exit
And whip a private plane, getting head from the flight attendant
I got 'em all like the navy seals in the Air Force
(Take chains off, everything off)
Private flyin' a plane and make him change course
I don't play sports, your whole claim false

Now, n- gonna learn and brown n- with the fire
N- respect me and chill and go make more records with Mariah
They only gonna give us some more, take my n- on tour
If you n- unsure, I'ma give you the raw
Watch the way we sweep up -, peep the way we clean up -
Classic album is present, peep the way we heat up -
Masterpiece project, peep the way a n- beat up -
If you think n- think you fuckin' with us better speak up -

So far, shawties throw they bra
And I need the lighter to light the perfect cigar
Brand new jet (jet), brand new car (car)
Leader of the new shit (brra), brand new Czar (Czar)

Blast on foes, blast get frozed
Do that boy ugly, casket closed
Spazz on fours, remind these n-
Homie its gat time, flat line these n-
Fame ain't fair, the game ain't fair
If you google who gives a f-, my name ain't there
Brand new stalls, brand new bars
With the leader of the new school, brand new Czar

Brand new everything, 'cept for the bop
New leader of the old school, brand new -
I'm with Brownsville, 300 hoe, let it pop
I'm Cornelius in the Zoo, ape -, ah, ah, ah
I'm connected to the shooters who influence
You lames in the rap game, this is seat belt music
Gave him the hit, chain him to a fence
Give him a trumpets, ram him with the Buick (vroom)

So far, shawties throw they bra
And I need the lighter to light the perfect cigar
Brand new jet (jet), brand new car (car)
Leader of the new shit (brra), brand new Czar (Czar)
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)

We outside (oh), you run hide (oh)
Watch us ride, watch you die (oh)
Everything new (oh), everything bool (oh)
Bang these fools, then we take they jewels (oh)
Straight to the top wit' it, these niggas not wit' it
First nigga pop wit' it, first to get dropped wit' it
Busta back to back, uh, we go strap for strap
Leader of this trap with this heater on my lap

Busta what we doing? These n- be losing
We be making movies and these jewels be hittin' stupid
We running the city, uh, dancin' like I'm Diddy, uh
Signing all these - but I still be moving gritty
Wish I could bring Pop back, let the - clap (grrah)
Let the - clap (grrah), let the - clap (grrah)
Step up in the building (oh) buy the whole bar (oh)
Leader of the new shit (oh), I'm the young Czar (young Czar)

So far, shawties throw they bra
And I need the lighter to light the perfect cigar
Brand new jet (jet), brand new car (car)
Leader of the new shit (brra), brand new Czar (Czar)

Light switch off (oh), Cuban link cross (oh)
The shine bright up the evening, diamonds criss-cross (oh)
If you ain't out here to find it, time to get lost
In case you n- ain't know