Ted Talk

Yeah
Killing shit, you would think that the president sent me
To make it look like an accident, Jeffrey Epstein, yeah
We on a brand new page, step back, let me get some space (uh)
And watch me spit with it, whole fan base is lit
Getting heart-hop lyrics tattooed on the skin
Is it just a little phase? Well maybe, but let's imagine this
Ten years spent building game, never handed shit
Even through the trauma, the music has been a catalyst
To make a dream happen I ain't never gon' abandon this
I'm Danny Rand when closing the glowing fist
Johnny Storm melting the Rollie right off your wrist
Fuck the club, I'ma be chilling back at the crib
And kill the beat, no drums, I don't even need a clique bitch
The flow is wavy, the boat is gravy, I'm eating up
These rappers daily, the heat is raising I'm chill as fuck
A better rating than Uber drivers who keep it shut
And you get off from watching me fuck all these beats, you silly cuck!
You duck down you boys buildin' the dynasty
It's nerd rap, rap nerd, yeah I'm finally
Getting the grip on how to deal with my anxiety
And watch a bad day turn around when I find a beat
I understand the way they hatin' when I spit raps
A white dude be killing it like, "Yeah, that's an empath"
I'm rockin' every chair like I'm putting gum on my jetpack
Now everybody hating where you been at? (huh)
The whole scene, we get it, it's so impressive
When I was a kid I would sip on that Robitussin
Now they drinking lean as adults and call it progressive
Then they go and make some music nobody could comprehend
It's like, I get it people like it
And homie just 'cause I don't
Don't mean it isn't dope
Honestly what do I know?
Would never hate on no reason for someone earning
But for our sake let's take a look behind the curtain
They take a horrible artist and sign 'em for the shock
To spark a conversation, justifying market costs
People hating that inadvertently raises stock
My name is Ekoh, ya'll, what up

Welcome to my Ted Talk
I've been seeking the same
About to drop a little knowledge in this bitch for a change
Until their heads nod
We been real from the jump
Now everybody just shut the fuck up
Welcome to my Ted Talk
Y'all just sit and relax
So when I step up to the stage I'm just spitting the facts
Until their heads knock
From the back to the front
And everybody just shut the fuck up

Yeah, you heard the spill you already know the pen flame
I'm more like Mr. Miyagi so call me sensei
The second half of the burning like Harvey Dent's face
"To hit them in the fields" like Tony snapping in Endgame
Yeah I'm a wizard waving wands in the booth
Cat's out the bag, man, the dog's on the loose
You can never kill me with bullets, so go and shoot
And I've been flying through the city with an S on my chest
(Wooh)
I went from Vegas to stages ranging across the planet
About to take the universe over, sober and charismatic
Staring back at all of the people that hated around the planet
Had to trim the fat there's a reason that journey Through the Static
Advantageous, I'm really not here to save the game
Been trying to seem less selfish, I'm trying to save myself
And gain a little bit of purpose to guide you along the way
And hopefully provide a little bit of light during your darkest days
So get out of the way we only started on this path
Remember that when you speak the love it always echos back
It really don't matter but if you're dopest on the track
If you suck at real life, fuck the gram, man your shit's whack (wooh)
Man I'm high like I'm kissing the sun
Different blood, I escaped from Area 51
A laser gun, shoot portals and travel through the ether
Reassemblin' in the cloud and then comin' through your speakers
Fuck the politics I'm on some godly shit
Try'na dig deeper to the light is on the obvious
I'm subconsciously writing and when I'm plugged in
I am the one that you don't wanna fuck with
I trust this will not fall upon deaf ears
Check the peers, they been plotting on your best years
The checks clear from streaming but don't forget
Some of them are making fake artists so that we make less
It's pay all on the playlist shit
Try'na do the same thing that the radio did
You know the money still came, fucking pay up bitch
You wanna be big? Make me rich (yeah)

Welcome to my Ted Talk
I've been seeking the same
About to drop a little knowledge in this bitch for a change
Until their heads nod
We been real from the jump
Now everybody just shut the fuck up
Welcome to my Ted Talk
Y'all just sit and relax
So when I step up to the stage I'm just spitting the facts
Until their heads knock
From the back to the front
And everybody just shut the fuck up



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Anton Thompson, Sean Patrick Kennedy
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