The Ezrahite and Charles Vega - The Story of E

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These bitches are rats so I'm pulling out cheese I'ma draw them out
I come with my energy like I'm on coke in a coffee house
Heart of McGregor got hands like I'm Pacquiao so when I swing I'm just knocking them out
I never knew what I wanted to be but I been knew I has the power to rock crowds from the Y town
Then I started rapping, pull the trigger you know that it's automatic
I predicted your death and I brought a casket
Smoke a quarter then I'm back to being the Lord of the Sword and Axe
I go to war and back, send a mortar their orders are "blow your back up"
Applying the pressure, prepare for a shore attack
Words from the prophet, "I'm never stopping 'till the morgue is packed"
Give a fuck 'bout what he believe in, man I'm tired of people pleasing
The one that you think you can trust he'll just go and fall victim to secrecy
So y'all couldn't see what I'm fucking seeing
Got G's like I work at Victoria's Secret, I also got love for Astoria queens
This the beginning you witness me living The Story of E

(You living The Story of E)
(You living The Story of E)
(You living The Story of E)
(You living the story for free)
(You living The Story of E)

Story of Ethan
Let me drop and we could call it even
Cause I just wanna make it to the room
The god gotta leave so see you soon
Every single track got a boom
I can be a GOAT through you
If you want the world it takes two
Any chance I got to break through

They don't know what's happening
I come from the future I'm back again
Doc said my shit hard so he gave me a laxative then said it comes with a bag
With the glass I move racks of it
Now I'm at four and a half, looking like Jeff with these packages
Yo even the Bible says hating on me is just sacrilegious so say but to Heaven you can't get in
Me and music were blessed with a sacrament
Holy Matrimony, y'all lowers be chiefing the grass like you wanna be Patrick Mahomes
In the game I pay taxes of ownership
Gotta stop holding that day on my shoulder that shit's not a poker chip
In the past I was broken but who cares cause you always gotta move forward to fix it
Now we moving up, got the hoes and they posing for pictures
Asking for autographs, I got stupid game and I'm snatching some numbers my phone almost look like an almanac
I step outside and I own the block
How y'all scream my name it's a culture shock
I went to Corona from soda pop, always showing off
Any move is a step from The Corner Pocket that's the night we were sort of popping
Ain't a day I ain't thought about it
When I get into character, breaking the barrier they say I got Michael Jordan hops
Turn an eighth to a platinum record, turn a club to a scene when I'm acting reckless
They know me for being so damn passive aggressive
But truth is it's coming and I'm getting tired of y'all asking questions

Written by:
Ethan Viera

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