text: Intro:
  Aye, My names Ezko
  And im a strong hearted extraordinary everyday nigga
  Im a Sheen Muh fucka
  Yeah
  Verse 1:
  I figured id take it back to the pen and pad
  And write these lyrics and raise some spirits and make some mad
  And tell you how my life was crashin
  Cuz of my passion
  Imagine us moving from an apartment to a mansion
  I have a dream
  And I wont sleep till I make it happen
  Wont cheat
  And wont weep
  In one week
  Id be the main attraction
  Your brains relaxing
  My brains in action with great reactions
  I feel like Joseph
  How I beat mics to make these Jacksons
  I started rapping when niggas didnt think it was cool
  Back of the school
  Smoking weed, flashing the jewels
  Actin a fool
  Yelling M.O.B
  Now im honest when im on it
  I vomit I O.D
  Never been the type to see the hype
  I take some shit and make it nice
  Never been
  Hesitant to trigger my element
  Niggas is hating
  Niggas is feminine
  Precedent evidence, lyrics benevolent
  Hatin on me though im just truly eminent
  Hatin my raps and the manner im telling it
  Lyrics as dope as the manner im selling it
  Hook: Notorious BIG Sample
  Verse 2: Im behind my bars till I die
  Like the judge gave me life nigga
  Thats right nigga
  Imma always paint the right picture
  The right mixture to write verses that people quote
  Evil jokes
  Thats me describing the shit that people wrote
  Ya bars soap
  You drop em and get fucked
  Never been a dancer but I guarantee I get Bucks
  A plus
  Thank us, otherwise I know you mad as shit
  Homer when I rap, I take the microphone and strangle it
  Its nonstop
  They sucking niggas like bomb pops
  Sleeping on me
  When your alarm clock is a bomb drop
  I spit raps
  They drop rhymes a little bit
  I drop bombs that make Hiroshima feel like a little bitch
  So pass the torch while I wait for Yoda to pass the force
  I passed the course
  Married to the game homie im passed divorce
  I hear em now
  Screaming in the crowd saying wow
  Ezkos bout to kill it
  He gon make us proud
  And when the deeds done
  My name will forever remain
  Ever to reign
  Part of your brain
  Man my life will not be the same
  Hook
  On the microphone I make my art
  I heard that was the place to start
  Get in the studio make a new movie yo
  Have em all listen im laying my heart
  I take em apart
  N figure out wat makes em tick
  Makes em think
  That all their favorite rappers are major sick
  You got a better chance of beating the wheel of fortune
  Than in my recordings
  Cuz I blew the mind of the headless horseman
  So get to recording
  On the track im the black Jeff Gordon
  Im Michael Jordan getting stoned like I fuck with gorgons
  I feel like Norman
  Bates pick a place
  While I start the chase
  Pick up ya pace
  Or else youll have to pick up ya face
  N thats my message to rappers that think theyre competition
  Imma listen
  Then attack you on
  All your compositions
  And my position missionary
  Take you all to church
  I never had a visionary that could really do some work
  For what its worth
  Im worth more than youve ever seen
  I father you bastards then deny you like you Billie jean
  Fin