MF DOOM - Metal Fingers Meets Czarface - Forever People Face Off (Feat. Ghostface Killah)

Mashup project called Metal Fingers Meets Czarface coming soon. DIY acapellas from Czarface Meets Metal Face and Czarface Meets Ghostface over MF DOOM beats. [Verse 1: MF DOOM] Don't lose your cool or show your cards too early Or it could be a close call like New York-New Jersey I always had a soft spot for chicks who talk dirty Party on your block? Goin' 7:30 Ah, all you new aspirin' artists wish in the wind Again any secret agents is listenin' in Best bet, mind your neck, go and find the check Ahem, time for wreck Move over a smidgin, to avoid collision Villain, one truth, won't argue no religion Or promote no division, big business like prison Never fall victim to indecision or no bogus inhibition One world government, me say, "One world love for shit" Or one girl shovin' it, lovin' it Pink button keep on rubbin' it, hotter than an oven get Some rappers is fake prophets, tryna pull a fast one Caught on quick though, remember from the last one Stayin' bent, this chain event Olympian Readin' Corinthians in a whip a pimp be in [Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] Ayy, yo it's CZAR vs. Ghost, we about to face off Turn my mic up, and when the verse drop, turn the bass off Dangerous material, spread like venereal Got the scoop on the game like a bowl of cereal You see the hat, every kingstone remains imperial I kill tracks like my man Busta Rhymes on "Scenario" It's not political, consider it business It's miserable, pitiful, you playin' for instance Niggas comin' out the woodwork, same voice, same mask Same stove, tryna cook, we don't count the same cash When the sky starts to flicker, wait for the flash Boom, thunderbolts, sounds of the blast Rhinestones on my silk robe, my custom cape Smoke clouds, I disappear in the vape Vacate seaside, completed our mission Gucci sailboats, suede slippers, Louis edition [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Yo, can he rhyme or what? The sharper mind shine, diamond cut Overtime grind, eyes on us Black label, red cuffs, yeah, I'm fired up And I ain't notice if the focus don't acquire bucks Gladiator, Hustle Crowe, homie, I am thus Try and touch, I ain't bust, they ain't loud as us Gettin' mine a must Two plates at the table with the higher-ups Checks signed and cut Pull up the drop-top, the block bop The cops watch, nobody move like the clock stop I'm in the chop shop, harder than a scotch shot Twenty-four slash seven, that's nonstop And any vampire sound, we outrun that Boy, you're bloodclaat, require gunshot