[Verse 1: Ekoh]
Yeah, what's goodie?
Flow state, I’m at home writing rhymes in my hoodie
Yeah, fully, in the game I ain't really tryna play with you, rookies
Like, I don't need no one
Solo in this bitch, I been movin’ at light speed
It's a shame everybody in the game wanna hate (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But there ain't nobody like me, ayy (Yeah, woo)
'Cause I'm a hooligan, shooting, and I been rooted
In independence defending, offending anyone who is in the vicinity
Enemies a plenty, I'm set and ready
And me and Tech is the equivalent to a Jason and Freddy (Yeah)
Deadly on the mic, I'm (What?)
Going to get another one to put in the zeitgeist (Yeah)
Turnin' a fuckin’ hater ’round like tellin' ’em "Hi, bye" (Hi, bye)
Gettin' the hype, gimme the mic, jump in the mind
One of a kind, fuckin' Einstein
Oh, y'all can be watching, but never know my
Struggle when I came from the gutter that I been trudging through (What?)
Stickin’ to my guns without every carrying one
And look it, me and all my comic book references turned to money (Ayy)
I guess, I just be up on another level
Killed the angels, friended all my devils
Drive I got is more like Twisted Metal
I am not an artist, I'm a vessel
The music easy tryin' to maintain (True)
But I'm havin' harder times tryin' to stay sane (True)
Got the magic with the pen like my name's Strange (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, lemme say it with a straight face
I don't switch stance like half cabs
My rap bag, gettin' so packed my pants sag
Was laughed at back before the follows and stats matched
But I'm a bloody savage and the best in this bitch, period, tampax
Hold the beat, I need a gas mask, ayy (Smoke)
They studyin' me in the stu, I'm a lab rat (Lab rat)
My worst day, you like half that (Half that)
Tryin' to get up in my head, that's a fat chance (Fat chance)
Yeah, go until the monthly a million (What?)
Talkin' 'bout deposits, I ain't talkin' 'bout listenin' (What?)
Run it 'til I get up to the top, I'm not giving' in (What?)
Gotta be a reason for the life I been missin'
And I've been livin' in a bubble, I guess
That's how it gets when nobody wants to play with you
'Cause you're a threat, but I really think I would love to grab a shovel
And bury the competition and critics with all of the thoughts that keep me up and grinding, ready to get it, I'm on
Yeah, what's goodie?
Flow state, I’m at home writing rhymes in my hoodie
Yeah, fully, in the game I ain't really tryna play with you, rookies
Like, I don't need no one
Solo in this bitch, I been movin’ at light speed
It's a shame everybody in the game wanna hate (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But there ain't nobody like me, ayy (Yeah, woo)
'Cause I'm a hooligan, shooting, and I been rooted
In independence defending, offending anyone who is in the vicinity
Enemies a plenty, I'm set and ready
And me and Tech is the equivalent to a Jason and Freddy (Yeah)
Deadly on the mic, I'm (What?)
Going to get another one to put in the zeitgeist (Yeah)
Turnin' a fuckin’ hater ’round like tellin' ’em "Hi, bye" (Hi, bye)
Gettin' the hype, gimme the mic, jump in the mind
One of a kind, fuckin' Einstein
Oh, y'all can be watching, but never know my
Struggle when I came from the gutter that I been trudging through (What?)
Stickin’ to my guns without every carrying one
And look it, me and all my comic book references turned to money (Ayy)
I guess, I just be up on another level
Killed the angels, friended all my devils
Drive I got is more like Twisted Metal
I am not an artist, I'm a vessel
The music easy tryin' to maintain (True)
But I'm havin' harder times tryin' to stay sane (True)
Got the magic with the pen like my name's Strange (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, lemme say it with a straight face
I don't switch stance like half cabs
My rap bag, gettin' so packed my pants sag
Was laughed at back before the follows and stats matched
But I'm a bloody savage and the best in this bitch, period, tampax
Hold the beat, I need a gas mask, ayy (Smoke)
They studyin' me in the stu, I'm a lab rat (Lab rat)
My worst day, you like half that (Half that)
Tryin' to get up in my head, that's a fat chance (Fat chance)
Yeah, go until the monthly a million (What?)
Talkin' 'bout deposits, I ain't talkin' 'bout listenin' (What?)
Run it 'til I get up to the top, I'm not giving' in (What?)
Gotta be a reason for the life I been missin'
And I've been livin' in a bubble, I guess
That's how it gets when nobody wants to play with you
'Cause you're a threat, but I really think I would love to grab a shovel
And bury the competition and critics with all of the thoughts that keep me up and grinding, ready to get it, I'm on
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