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Paul Bufano Type Beat
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Paul Bufano Type Beat was released on August 28, 2026 by Czarface as a part of the album Czarface Meets Frankie Pulitzer
ReleasedAugust 28, 2026
LabelCzarface
LanguageEnglish
BPM95
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Frankie Pulitzer, the mic's like an axe handle
Jack Daniel's got me flipping like a rap sample
Take a pull, we the wolves, get your pack trampled
Roll the dice with the poltergeist
You don't want that gamble, nah
I could end your life
Dark stallion, left the barn just the other night
You in the wrong lane flying on the wrong plane
Can't stick the landing, demanding like you on 'caine
Running your mouth like Prefontaine
I put a gun in your mouth, now keep on playing
Down for beef to the sound of the police
I record dental records, all the cops found was your teeth
When 7 Ella makes it acapella
I still express that you're playing checkers while I'm playing chess
Yeah, the whole world is asleep
That's why I look both ways when crossing one-way streets
[Chorus]
No need to adjust your system
So raw, so pure
No need to adjust your system
So raw, so pure
CZARFACE
[Verse 2]
We fortified with that raw vibe
Czarlord, coming to you live from courtside
I got no manners, I can't even hold a fork right
But I can hold her attention
Without a mention of what I'm benching
It's alright
Killa bees what we swarm like
We Bobby Orr like, soar like a Drake Maye bomb
I was bumpin' Jungle Brothers
No older or younger brother
Let the tape play on and stay on
'Cause for this music, I'm an addict
I Shazam'd my heartbeat, it came back as Illmatic
What track?
Track nine 'cause I represent one time
Without five
It's the fourth in a friendly game of Bill Russell
Ill hustle
My dog Pepper got an ill muzzle
We seafaring, navigate your wave
Careful with my art like I'm repairing a Keith Haring
What I'm wearing? Styles, I got 2 Many, shout to Dondi
A writer that you want to avoid like folding laundry
I'm liver, the self-aggrandizing Grendizer
CZARFACE
[Chorus]
No need to adjust your system
So raw, so pure
No need to adjust your system
So raw, so pure
[Verse 3]
It's fact, y'all cappin' the truth, you wack rappin'
No film set, you will get lights, camera, action
Back at 'em, puttin' in pain like Black Adam
Clash with the titan, get cracked like the Kraken
The bump give 'em shakes, ain't no pumpin' the brakes
You wanna see me cook? Book a couple of dates
If it's real, we can deal, I don't fuck with the fakes
If you feel another way, we can double the stakes
Czar be the cheat sheet, clean with the sweep
I ain't lettin' shit slide, plus I keep receipts
Jimmy Butler with the Heat, y'all ain't fucking with me
When I kick off, it's lift off, buckle your seats
Don't fight or fuss, there's none as live as us
Money on the wood like we prior discussed
You can see me with your eyes shut
My shine diamond cut
Trust you can rely on Rebel I in the clutch
Now what?
[Outro]
I tried to told 'em
Tell to try them
So raw, so pure
We're supposed to say away from Frankie
Written by: Esoteric, Inspectah Deck
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