(Intro - Heavy atmospheric synth, glitching static) (Atmospheric intro, low bass rumble) Fer-bizzle, drizz-sea, gull-screech, repeat Flicker of wings—zzzzzpt-spiff—under the feet Feel the pressure of the tester, small feet on the path Spatter on the body ladder, spitting in the wrath Flies land upon the flesh, pond crawling in a stall Another quick fall down the bog where we call John Moss, killer, heavy blood spiller Painting up the bodies like a dark Bob Ross He took it and he shook it, crooked on the hook Wicked in the mind, another body in the book They won't find a single sound coming out the compound Every little parcel, loud and proud in the compound Locked inside the cell, hunting bounty for the code Survivor and a driver as we ride down the road Wade in the regret of the choices on the map Led me right to here, trapped inside the rap... (Chorus 1) Aye, to the hero, Here is to the king foretold, EZ the bold... EZ the bold... (Beat drops heavy) (Verse 1 - Smoothed Chopper Flow) Let’s step in another memory, theory of mind Sheeeesh-psh-leash, hit the leafy, unwind Off we go into the space, lace up the trace EZ in the front, setting up the pace Barreling down the highway, cracked out the rhymes Sitting in the back as we turn back time Rubber to the road, 10-4 on the scale Dodging every static blur, living on the trail CB microphone, spoke-choke-out the line Watch your tone, grab gears, feeling fine Right before the drop— (Beat Drop) These wheels never stop! Hitting I-15, seam straight to I-40 Catch a quick sortie, riding to the forty Barrel through Flagstaff, turkey in the dark Albuquerque jerky, leaving up a mark Laugh at the graph, ha-bib-ado, achoo Just nod your head when the cadence comes through Hit Amarillo, 72-ounce dome Eat for free, taking all the flavor back home! (Chorus 2) Aye, to the brother, Here is to the king promised, EZ the strongest... EZ the strongest... (Bridge - Smoothed Mid-Tempo) What can I say? Man, I wish that you stayed Without you in the spot, the whole picture gonna fade Forever tame, kinda lame, but I get the plan A real one gotta stand up and move like a man I know you won't back down, but I hope you consider Rejoining the pack so we don't bitter the litter Respecting your choice, but I gotta speak clear Suno's just a shitter without the GOAT here No bloat, toke-toat, deep in the throat I stand on every single word that I wrote Stand forthright, keep the light turned on A homie you ride, thank you for the songs (Outro - Smooth Stutter Fade) Aye, to my kin, Here is to the king who stood, EZ my dude... here is your interlude... (Static crackle, fading CB click) Be safe, king. Much love. Be safe.
