Want It With Me

(álbum: The D4tour - 2023)

[Ekoh:]
Alright, I keep the eyes open
Mind golden
The fucking rhymes potent
The hardest grindin in any fuckin room I go in
If you don't think that I'm the greatest ever, I know it
I don't need your validation, bitch, hold it
I leave 'em purple, red, blue bruised, totally crushed
The girls who used to hate are begging me to smash in the bus
A throwback chick, I call her Nickelodeon guts
She take the whole goddamn dick down to the nuts
Now listen, I'm hearing all of y'all are fucking up
I've done enough to earn respect from legends, bitch, the takeover has just begun
See, I've been training under Vader like Ahsoka Tano
Now I'm the boss and I'mma run it like Tony Soprano
I'm takin shots at all these rappers, fuck it, leave the bottle, I'm on autopilot dropping logic, call me Aristotle
It's full throttle in this bitch, all gas, no brakes
More dangerous than filling vacancies w/ Norman Bates
Not popular amongst the mainstream kids
Cuz they ain't used to hearing rappers who can go like this
I channel different personalities and flow like split
A new legacy, raised by the Demigodz, bitch
So y'all rejoice
We taking charge and running point
We independent, making noise
Your criticism null and void
I'm diagnosed the dopest dope
I'll take your shirt and sign it "GOAT"
I'm R.L. Stein and every line is goosebumps when I drop it, yo
Man, this is higher than you can get
Gas me up, I'm flying, like the pilot, man I been lit
This something between a dream and movie, David Lynch shit
Now end the verse, I'm reloading the ammunition

Yeah, I'm bringing raw back
Where you from?
Underground, where you at?
The whole town
Put the city on my back
And it feels like y'all don't get me, but y'all don't want it with me, aye
It's all cap
You're talking click, clack, boom, thinking you're the hardest artist in the room
Homie, y'all just talk that
But it feels like y'all don't get me and y'all don't want it with me aye

[Apathy:]
While y'all be talkin weight
Like some modern day Scarface
I'm loading lasers on a far away star base
You can rob banks
Start a little car chase
I'll be teleporting through deep space in star gates
It's fun to make shit up, right?
Y'all fiction writers who get in cyphers
And spray the mic with ya gingivitis
I injure biters like spiders or venomous vipers
And turn a pen to a knife like a lifer that's sent to Riker's
To set up some bikers, cuz you got a kite
That tonight that we strike
'Til they men are lifeless, it's like it's appendicitis
I'm slicing open abdomens, unraveling intestines
Googling some facts on how to start a staff infection
Cuz while you in the hospital and all the staff is resting
I'll be sneaking in ya room with a wizard's staff as a weapon
Spitting out spells, spit flying while I'm speaking
Unplugging all the tubes 'til the monitors are beeping
And y'all thought the worst case scenario was bleeding
'Til I cast a curse and burst in to a demon
And all the nurses screaming and run to the church deacon
But the words that he's speaking are in reverse and he's shrieking
In a high pitch frequency that shatters all the windows
The clouds in the sky turn black and the wind blows
And people talk backwards and crucifixes crack
So please tell me again what you gon' do to me with rap

[Ekoh:]
Yeah, I'm bringing raw back
Where you from?
Underground, where you at?
The whole town
Put the city on my back
And it feels like y'all don't get me, but y'all don't want it with me, aye
It's all cap
You're talking click, clack, boom, thinking you're the hardest artist in the room
Homie, y'all just talk that
But it feels like y'all don't get me and y'all don't want it with me aye