Call Him Ceaz

Break the trees, let ‘em breathe, take their coats
Let ‘em freeze on their knees, begging
«Please.» Monsta King, call him Ceaz
Call him Ceaz
Ayyo
All haul ass when a Monsta come attacking you
All up your face, not sticking knife in back of you
I smoke a mortal like a fiend would do a crack or two
Get you fucked up just like that six-pack'll do
You’re just mad ‘cause your whole style’s wack and you
Trying to do the same damn thing that the cracker do
You’re just the type that always trying to smack a boo
Then you start crying when that bitch come and clap at you
Go around all your friends and they laugh at you
You’re all fucked up, probably ‘cause of the math you do
And that’s just the half of you
The half of you
Break the trees, let ‘em breathe, take their coats
Let ‘em freeze on their knees, begging
«Please.» Call him Ceaz, call him Ceaz
Call him Ceaz, call him Ceaz
Break the trees, let ‘em breathe, take their coats
Let ‘em freeze on their knees, begging
«Please.» Monsta King, call him Ceaz
Call him Ceaz, call him Ceaz