CIEZER & KUSRT - Carried Away

CIEZER & KURST teamed up cross country to bring you a single, showing both of their creative rap styles. Although it's just a single for now, they have lots in store for their dedicated listeners and fans who continue to watch and support the growth of their empire.

STREAM LYRIC VIDEO ON YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/qwjO2dtmptM

FOLLOW THE SQUAD: 
CIEZER - https://www.instagram.com/cieze33r/
KURST - https://www.instagram.com/big___kirk/

PRODUCER CREDITS: UMG
On behalf of: J. Cole/ DreamVille

Hell will be raised, It’s scary to say, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY
buried today, no telling who’s safe, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY

Hell will be raised, It’s scary to say, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY
buried today, no telling who’s safe, any bad against our squad, you’ll get… UHH!

I carry it away, facing away from the sun
I let the bass hit, while I play with the drums
Your girl said wait, I got a bae and a son
I paid no attention so I let her play with my tongue
No bullshit I compete with vocalists
Not some XXX clones who think they could flow a bit
Not some high school flunks who can ONLY THROW A CLIQUE
Only thing that shows me, is you're in debt to ownership
Endorsed by the beast
I make more in a week
Than you can ever max out or put forth in the streets
You ain’t a portion of me, not even a fourth of a piece
Cause I’m the wicked big bad wolf torturing sheep
And y’all cant handle the pressure my pain is handing me pleasure,
And yet my future ain’t bright, with the mind I endeavor
But I’m native so I’m naturally savage
I lay with bitches with no baggage
While my wife is waking from naps and then asking
Why I’m attracting all these evil actions
Coming home smelling like a sack, of stinky salmon
I guess my actions are too loud for words
We finish yapping then I’m pounding her
Sweat my ass off like Im out of work
Rub a few out then I’m back to business
Surrounded by attractive women and CEO cash decisions
So back your sound up, beware what you say
Or rest in a casket from the ground up, 
carried away
-CIEZER

Hell will be raised, It’s scary to say, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY
buried today, no telling who’s safe, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY, KURST!

Break this track like a kit kat
So sit back
Buzzed off a six pack
High cuz I lit that
Blunt smokin’
Well spoken
West coastin’
Pinocchio's nose broken
His Blood soakin'
Jimminy cricket
smokin’ more then a chimney I said kick it
lastin’ longer than a picture when you flick it
my recording more addicting than snorting
lines according
flights boarding
I slap harder than will smith at the
Grammy award &
Red carpet
Full of bodies like a tar pit
Pullin’ strings no guitar pick
Call it Galactic rap
Takin’ a Fantastic nap
Eatin rice
stayin crispy so don't make me
snap
Cuz I'll Crack em & pop
Stackin’ my way to the top
Since Shaq was cop
While they sit an decay
They gettin buried instead of married today
It's scary to say they gettin’ carried away

Hell will be raised, It’s scary to say, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY
buried today, no telling who’s safe, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY

Hell will be raised, It’s scary to say, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY
buried today, no telling who’s safe, any bad against our squad, you’ll get CARRIED AWAY

Single

Carried Away

Carried Away (ft. KURST)

(VERSE)
-CIEZER
You're the homie if you're here at this moment (yup)
I choke on weed but not the microphone, I write off the top of my dome like I was cypher chosen (yup)
A chrome siphon, containing rhyming at it's finest
A titan I climb why way out of a pile of diamond ice
Until my last fight I erode stones like ISIS (Allahu Akbar)
So E.T. ring home mama's little alien, I tackle Satan, desecrate his face at Angels' stadium (paper crumbles, page turns)
Back to the basics for the ones who won't play this one, banger from a player in this game that my name has won (swish)
W-O-N, I'm following no trends so talk shit, go home summon omens (*GASP*)
CIEZER's potent by his solo self controlling moves, your the end of the movies credit scoping
Broom sweeping closing, strolling with the kid homies chemical smoking (*PUFF PUFF)
I am chosen you are not, keep your toes up off my lot or feel the mountain shoot the hottest rocks (*BRRA BRRA*)
I rock & roll to keep my throne in locked position, around this rap game I blue maps, you rot from sittin'
Lyrically taking shits, I'm messy like ship wrecks
Thinking that you'll win against me is big bets, your girl is wet (*WATER SPLASHES*)
She's on me like silhouettes, and now her legs are wrapped around my neck like pillow pets (*CHOKING SOUNDS*)
A cuddle buddy, I'm like you're joking hoe you must be smoking crack your boyfriend's lucky (*LIGHTS PIPE*)
Done with dumb bitches and pesky liars (*ZIPPO LIGHTS*)
I set fire to fake friends like French frying electric wires (*ELECTRICAL ZAP*)
So think 2ice before you go against a legend
Bend your girl over or watch me enter (her) cervix no expression
-CIEZER

Closure (Prod. CamGotHits)

A combination of others beats, with My Raw determination.

Ramble Ft. Fernz (Prod. NajaesBeats)

(HOOK)
Dry Land, spy cams around your life span to show you're in my hands
Like sand, is how your bones are ground up, while your body resides in Dry Land
Dry Land (Dry Land), Dry Land (Dry Land)
Like sand, is how your bones are grounded up while your body resides in Dry Land

(VERSE)
This record's about a minute, you're gonna sit it out and figure how,
You're gonna cope with life like puppies in a kitty pound
Simmer down son, like Bob Marley I'm smoking fools
Leave your ass hanging cut off like broken fuse
Faded Glory shoes stomping on the gory you, without a cut or bruise, I swoop into the avenues
Now who is that I see? Oh it's the meat wagon, got your feet dragging trying to play I.D. challenge
My television came to me asking, why the killer has to replicate a Ripper D. Jacking
With cleanly getaways, and on the holidays, leaving more blood that's pouring through the city than waterways
Always broke, but never do I lose my focus
People hope less from my soul but I was raised in a cold pit
By a dope ass mom and pops, your bodies drop, if you try to knock my army's plots
Sneaky snakes only sprout in hotter seasons
So I carry a steel mic to stab it when its conscience is sleeping
Instantaneous combustion, insanely loving abundant sounds my brain is touching
Not with money but I'm rich with flavor
You crave my every bit of anger I type in Digi paper
I complete they collapse, at the knees 'cause I'm speaking the cream of wheat, chief-ing on that reefer grass
Sarah O.G. makes my tolerance break, danking up an entire room but only squad can partake
Spark 2 joints like the weed olympics
I'm the eagle's vision you're a beetle being eaten by the weakest pigeon
'Cause my flow's explosive like boat cannons
There's no holding back in my booth like I'm Hulk dancing
I take a random approach stab at the game, rings on my fingers, plates of gold upon my skull cap
So if you lack the passion we're last to kick it
I'm at the passing point in life to capture living
Every bit I perfect comes out in magic writtens
Trapped in a bottle of soul beneath my abdomen
So acid burning sick to the touch like innocent lust
I shift the thoughts of kids, cats and serious monks
Teaching topical reasons for life to creep along
You're clean as foggy steam I'm funky like a stinky bong
So get deserted when I'm up in this, I'm huffing spliffs hot enough to burn the touch rubbing oven mitts
My skunk is crisp, you have lungs to deny a bowl
I smite BIC lighters remaining stoned like lying in coal
A soul of greatness so never do I mind insults
You touch my nuts and find the finest bolts, of a machine that never collapses
Kick back with these rap tactics, lyrically fascist
Mask your pain with pharmacy packs to be relaxed, but I'm the weed fanatic?
So adjust your facts before you approach
West Coast until the moment that my lonely soul is comatose
-CIEZER

Dry Land (Prod. Kato)

(VERSE)
Now this just in, there's a random invasion
Mixed mastered disaster I kick ass, you stand in amasement
I script plans, you're after barebacking masons
Skipping past the basics, while you're sitting back
Getting tats of a chick, then it happened you didn't match
You're a little snatch I'm the whole 8
Flow great enough to spit up a gold plate
Slap it in an old face or a fairly new friend
I see past the stupid trend, speaking truth making fools of men
You lack proof of a booth and pen
So study hard before you try to test a beast
CIEZER's breath causes ecstasy
You're next to flop while I am next to fling
I'm the boss of the walk that you're rejecting
Slap a track in your path, I'm the man at work
You're soft as nerf-two handing in organic turf
Now let me switch up the flow and dismantle, any little midget man or even an asshole
Acting tough till his buff face scrapes gates of chaples
Chapter change and ramble, just to demonstrate a history lesson for you to hand your pappy chap-o
Clean as bath soap, or at least I think I am
So does everyone who meets and greets this man
Leave this song at your speaker's peak and repeat this jam
C-I-E-Z, Er
Will never leave this land I plead to differ
Get off my dick's sack and bring your sister hither
Or drop your MILF on my Stifler stick Sir

(HOOK)
'Cause I floats with a dope accent,
Call it Soap Mouth choking out bro's like a rope round neck
No check that I'm braggin' about so I demand respect
'Cause I floats with a dope accent,
Call it Soap Mouth choking out bro's like a rope round neck
No check that I'm braggin' about so I demand respect

(VERSE)
Now let me take my verse back, coming in the game just to hurt rap
You're a snake I observe that, little herb in a bird bath
Going against the jungle's king silverback
Trees shave to paper when I think, when I speak, the current ripples concrete
Undisputed like a MOB's feet, I cause moshpits, you're kicking it with Mommy
I'm hot saucy, no denying, well at least not me
I R.I.P shows like a 2 ton beast, Earth shifts when my toes touch concrete
Nerds shit when I walk free, bomb weed on me so it's a must that I cough tree
Recollection of rap has me obsessed with, addressing facts that kids are meant to tune into in lessons
A reverend in PIMP's clothes but cool and truthful message
Who is next to step out of line with roots wet and fruits infested
I dare a snake bitch, to come towards me, I'll leave her fore-score deep in greased concrete scorched heat
T.N.T. explosion aftermath, from master craft I damage any challenger that steps a foot upon my path
Grass smoke until my lungs implode from daily chokes
But I'm just joking I've been toking since like 8 years old, holding my dick
Stroking it hoping a chick, would come up to me legs wide open and hit
But I awoke in my whip, told myself to only focus on chips
While I'm collecting, you're begging for chili Fritos
I take your freak hoe home, heels off like I freed toes

(HOOK)
'Cause I floats with a dope accent,
Call it Soap Mouth choking out bro's like a rope round neck
No check that I'm braggin' about so I demand respect
'Cause I floats with a dope accent,
Call it Soap Mouth choking out bro's like a rope round neck
No check that I'm braggin' about so I demand respect
Don't flex
Motherfucker don't flex
Dont flex
Soap Mouth, choking out bro's like a rope round neck
No check that I'm braggin' about so I demand respect
So don't flex
Don't flex
Soap Mouth

Soap Mouth (Prod. Bruce Wayne)

(VERSE)
I'm like the first, wonders of the universe a curse
To natural mankind, scientist research my different type of words coming verse by verse
I wish the worst, against any EMCEE tryna rehearse
My natural ways I make day by day, for pay getting taking away
By bitches who wanna do what I say
I'll drive you insane by the waves of my brain
So sit back and take a tasty cake I'm bout to bake for fakes that hate and rate this plate in front of their face

Techniques Freestyle (Prod. Ciezer)

Soul Captain (Prod. Bandit Luce)

(HOOK)
Got it on lock, lock
Lock, lock
Drop, locked
Pot, hot,
Lock!

(VERSE: PISTO PETE)
Fuck yo hood, fuck yo block
You gone hear me, you gone hear me knock
When I burn down the block
Got your girl fiending like she smoking that rock
My shit goes forever like a tick in a clock
And I'm heading to knock off the socks
All these motherfuckers talk that talk, but we pull out the Glock
Yeah all motherfuckers run like LOPS
And these n*ggas fucking with them thots
Yo shit gone rot, you gone hear this beat, knockin'
You gone turn into a knot
We run this shit whether you like it or not,
My boy CIEZE got it On Lock "WHOOP!"

(HOOK)
Got it on lock, lock
Lock, lock
Drop, locked
Pot, hot,
Lock!
PETE, CIEZER
Lock, lock, lock,
Lock!

(VERSE: CIEZER)
(*CLEARS THROAT*) Insane, my thick brain is a bit wrecked
If you've been trained as a big dog your whole life
Then I guarantee you will get pet, with a chin check I'll tuck you in
Come test a bluff with guts of metal, that I'll nuzzle in your fucking grin
Daring devils as I guzzle gin,
Never need a Twix moment, if I do I'd rather hump a couple of twins.
Im thunder thumping on the beat, up and coming
I don't spit "bunk" loogies, I smoothly gleek through my tongue and teeth
You couldn't hang if you were hung with me
I hunt blunts and I huff up, just puffin' like a "Bud Chimney"
Or a penguin where the sun's missing, building fires
I got the shit that makes the vets quit, skill retirement
Heaven sent a present and it's CIEZER that the title get
Writing tighter than finally typed life entitlements
Inspire the bright mindset, preciesly with my righteousness
Inclined to where the timing hits.

(HOOK)
You'll remember
'Cause we got it on lock, you will remember
We got it on lock, lock, lock
Got it on lock, lock
Lock, lock
Drop, locked
Pot, hot
Lock
PETE, CIEZER
Lock, lock, lock
Lock, lock
Lock

On Lock Ft. Pete (Prod. Iamsu)

(HOOK)
Irregular
Aint no jester impressing a heckler king,
I severe necks.
Irregular,
Aint no jester impressing a heckler...

(VERSE)
Nobody knows what rap is like until they try it
That's why I grip the microphone and left it lifeless
My foot's in it like temps typing
Constantly grinding on the daily basis
Basically saying nobody entertains me so I engraved a playlist
To leave the world astounded by,
A tan beast R.I.P.ping shows, smoking pounds of flight.
Flowing just like an ocean broke a dam
Hash smoke and roll a joint while my soul is controlling jams
Hot like some chili buttered ham
The realest man, feeling every female anatomy piece, but her hands.
Your Fatherland is executed by my Mothership,
Running shit, since my lovely Mother tucked me in a slumber kit
An up and comer, who is running fists?
Against a wizard, that hits hard enough to fix the cracks on this earth
Expressing new ways to speak
Stress seeps through the cracks of mischief
So I must chief until I see the truth reek
Lit leafs, keep me in positions that trip bitches and trip geeks.
On another level that breaks morals
I open lame mortals brain portals, with forces that Vader choke trained snorkels.
Im a fiend, to the cannabinoid
Harass me man, I damage handle your boys
You smoke my shit and get the foaming lips
West Coast is the only reason Im so legit
So approach focused, or just go with it.
Dubs in the sky, like you were throwing rims,
Over the Hollywood sign or even Golden bridge
I don't topple or die, my soul will always live,
muredering beats like its God's purpose.
Got these light skinned honeys in my dark room ALL shirtless
Squirting Henry bottle and toddler oil 
Toiling with some models, sweating like the bed was sauna soil
Simply sick like vomit spoiled, but I'm clean ass whistles
Weed in swishers, after chief-ing I grease your ladies white-T to see her nipples
When I speak, her water drip, seeps and ripples.
You're stuck on stupid like I'm creeping riddles
Feeling hurt cause she's being tickled
So relax and kick it a little, like (Kung Foo) San Soo
While I permanently tattoo my name on where you'd normally bump rap tunes
I'm acting a fool but with a god given flow
So tell the truth, I own my soul, until I touch the roots that daisies grow.
Now fools tryna battle me, I hope you ain't doing shit, for about a week
Ask a weak question, have your feet double guessing
Stressing urgency like I'm preaching a lesson
Going against CIEZER is a demon possesion
I'm feinding the best with my penis protected, the ladies need me in their wetness
evidently I ent dick, to your chick, you're a mark-bitch little target
I'll jump you like a car or play you like a harp with guitar pics
I'm heartless, black at the very soul
You'd catch The Clap by thinking back at my past, throwing up like a Merry-Go
Cooped in trouble like some hookah bubbles
My flow is "WHOOP" and subtle
And your group is puzzled, making faces to amuse and cuddle with
Im 3 things at once like a tank space-shuttle ship
Making the crowd think, that jumping was a punishment done with this, maintaining cubs in a mighty jungle pit
You're a ton of bitch full of stomach shit,
Im a bunch of clips stuffed in guns amidst running cliques
Thinking thoughts that trigger the tongue to twist
FUCK THE GOVERNMENT!

(HOOK)
Irregular
Aint no jester impressing a heckler king,
I severe necks.
Irregular
Irregular
Irregular
Aint no jester impressing a heckler king,
I severe necks.
Irregular

-CIEZER

Irregular (Prod. BeatNuts)

(INTRO)
His life inspired the rulers of empires to call themselves CIEZER, Czar, Kaiser.
Ruthless ambition fueled his climb to power,
CIEZER stopped at nothing to achieve his goals.
Conquest and genocide were his political tools
His reign led to the death of a republic and the birth of an empire.

Cessation (Intro)

Im an up an coming lyricist, just trying to make a name for himself. Support is always appreciated and if it's done right, maybe you can join me in my reign! I am also VERY interactive with my followers/listeners, so please dont be afraid to drop me some feedback in your own words.

CIEZER

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