Welcome Back - Ekoh

Black mask, all black hoodies and black vans

A backpack full of dynamite, its my last chance

I can’t stand putting out heat and being ignored again

While all these other rats spit out garbage and get awarded

Am I losing it?

I wouldn’t be surprised, that don’t matter now

I’m blowing up regardless, tell everybody to gather 'round

Imagine how these YouTube Reactors gon' be reacting now

When they turn on the news and see label offices burning down

Yeah, call me public enemy number one

That’s a marketing that none of your money could buy

They said I’d never make it big, maybe they’re right

But I would rather break the system

Kiss the future of music goodbye!

I’m not the idol of the story kid

It’s more an allegory explaining how hard it is

To make it in the industry when you become a target

And now you’ll target the office, I’m 'bout to become a martyr!

(Yeah!)

They said «You wanna make it big?

Gotta dumb it down!»

I doubled up, yeah I’m coming with the thunder now!

And if you haven’t been acquainted to the sound

I would like to cordially welcome you to the Underground!

Yeah, come in with a bang like the best

And hang with some nerds

That keep it Strange like some Tech raps

And get past the judgement

I know that you get it when you see me

Oh he’s white!

He’s NF, MGK, or G-Eazy

Whoever’s poppin' at the time with some similar skin

I get compared to, saying I’m just a knock-off of him

See I don’t get it, either shits about the race

Or I’ve been finding every whitey before they make it and biting them

Yeah, I got my hand on the pulse

Only take it off to put my fucking hand on a throat

I dropped The Detour, made a name, carved it in stone

And now it’s Episode Two and it’s Attack Of The Clones

It goes:

One for the haters on the internet and talking

Two for the CDs I used to play in my Walkman

Three for the stages and festivals I’ve been rocking

And the shitty rappers ironically coming at me outta pocket

Wooh!

Yeah it’s passion, where you been at?

Harvesting the energy building up in the synapse

Waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike

And it’s looking like the Doomsday clock is running outta time!

Yeah, tick-tock, rapper, lift-off!

And everybody secretly hoping for me to fail, listen

You could never do this shit like I do it, I started a movement

It never goes without me, move the position

Yeah, but they don’t wanna see the truth man

Neck is on the line, they’re keeping it on a noose, I

Am the biggest threat to the people in the suits, why?

You could never buy me or anything that I do

They try to sink the ship, keep us silent

And if I finally make some noise

Then I’mma die in a violent way like A Quiet Place

I’ll find a way to capture that monster armada, fighter race

And when I turn em back on you motherfuckers nobody’s safe

Yeah, and I’m just sick of getting written off

I load my tools in the whip, take a piss, and I’m off

A good man, but I’m pushed to the edge

And now I’m driving to the spot with a plan in my head, let’s go

(Man, fuck these motherfuckers. Man I’m so sick of this shit)

Dynamite in the bag

I’m at the record label office

I approach from the back

Sneaking up with chloroform to take the guard out quick

And disconnect the alarm, open the door with his fingerprints

Then I step in slow

Thinking 'bout my life and where I’m meant to go

Because I sat around for years watching friends get shelved

While these people got rich off a dream they sell, like fuck it

Already walked the perimeter

Making sure there ain’t no innocent people inside the radius

Then set devices in the floor of the lobby

Like I don’t wanna hurt nobody I’m just trynna make a statement

Heartbeat steady

Sweat drips down and I’m almost ready

Hella anxious but I’m keeping composed

Then take a real deep breath and I enter the code

Wooh!

That adrenaline pumping

Like I don’t know whats 'bout to happen

But I know we started something

So I run across the room to hit the door but it’s locked

Then I turn back to see the same guard with his gun cocked

«Hey, you don’t wanna be the hero, we can both run now

And we’ll be safe and sound, okay?»

I make a motion to the door another time

And right before I reach the handle

He puts three in my leg and I’m down

Fuck, It’s right about that time

I glance up and see his face transform into mine

And then he lowers the piece and says

«We both knew the music would kill us eventually, right?»

And then he closes in

Says «I know what we keep underneath this floor

But we’ll never get away like this, welcome back to the Det-»