Heater - Ekoh

Heater - Ekoh

Год
2019
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
203620

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Heater

Ekoh

Yeah, see every fucking thing I write I know the fans love it

You sound like everybody else, just a drop in the bucket

Fucking nothing can stop me this shit inevitable

Never go up against someone who might be impenetrable

That’s a no-no, I don’t know though, y’all asleep just grab the notes or walk

it off like Sam &Frodo I’m a keep it on the low-low

You a flop, Solo, I’m a rhyme crusher a fucking dying breed, yeah I’m a

blockbuster

I be on my shit like there he go again, don’t battle me mother fucker see I

ain’t got no friends

I don’t got no hobbies, all I’ve got is time so I won’t hesitate to spend a

weekend on a single line

See I’m a fickle bitch, don’t make me hit the switch, I will go off on any beat

just listen to pickle rick

And I make it look simple, but it really isn’t, imagine Neal DeGrasse Tyson

talking 'bout astrophysics

Fuck it it’s back to business, making some brash decisions if you want to get

to me you gotta cross some burning bridges

Vision and skill to meet it, homie respect the booth, I’m Kevin Feige on the

beat building my MCU

(Because this is, like, my own universe, you know what I’m saying?)

Yeah I’m, probably the next I, don’t really give a fuck about the industry like

all the rest try

So follow me I can promise you’ll be left in the dust, and I’ll leave your

family crying more than watching This Is Us

Heavily hated because some people really think I made it, but I barely sell and

rarely get noticed in public places

I’m trying to pop like it’s a bottle of Ch&agne in faces, man I’m on the up and

up and your career is Nicholas Cage’s, woo!

(That is Cameron Poe, a parolee hitching a ride home)

I tell you it’s spacious sitting at the top, and I like watching all those

faces when the music drops

You’re Michael Bay, I’m Chris Nolan wouldn’t steal his plot.

You couldn’t even

afford a seat up on my train of thought

Yeah, deal with it, when I be up on a mic I’m killing it feelin' a burst of

skill and you feeling it knowing I’ll always be keeping it real and it’s just

Simply the etiquette when I be up on a beat and I’m getting it you better step

back and respect it cos this is party time, excellent!

Yeah it’s my world, they said this shit knocks, I’m the bomb you might find me

up in Obama’s mail box

Uh, you keep your opinion to yourself, pimpin', listen to lyrics get that

mumble shit out of your system

The only time I see some paint on my whip dripping, is when I’m dipping into an

eighth of Psilocybe and trippin'

Eh, loving the way every day they just keep talking, I’m looking at them,

going in like MGK and Eminem

Pick up the pen I’m a modern day miracle of sorts, tell them to flame on and

they Marvel, I am the Human Torch

You talking dreams but you’re scared to get off your stupid porch,

and I just made a living off pulling the cart before the horse

And you support this shit, thank you I’m feeling fortunate, they say that boy

is sick like my head is in a bowl of porcelain

I’m bored of writing songs so I’m buying a ouija board and conjuring a spirit

and starting a band with some zombie corpses in it

If I get a hold of Chester, Mac Miller, Avicii, Aretha, Prodigy and only

playing clubs in Ibiza

You all claim woke, but you still sleeping, you must be joking, Joaquin Phoenix

Shout out to Tec, your shit’s great, rewind this it might just be a boomerang

A rock star without the fame I’m a mosh pit, fucking your universe up,

I’m Rian Johsnon

Back to the nonsense, bitch please don’t kill my vibe, I only love my bed my

mum and fuck it never mind

Yeah, and now we’re hearing record label talks, see they don’t open doors,

I am the one who knocks

We used to spend entire days playing Tony Hawk, and now the nerds in your class

are the one’s getting jocked, woo

I’m taking Joyner, G-Eazy and Logic, Sage, Slug, Vinnie Paz, Futuristic and

Hopsin.

Mix in some emo shit, some anger some angst and some comments,

then you got me, 72 bars dropping

(Yeah, go back and count em. There’ll still be someone in the comments section

talking shit, that’s cool man I get it.

I love you)

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