[Intro: EZO] Listen [Verse 1: EZO] Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's being born Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain My plateau, and also, what defines my name EZO put it in your cell phone E as in three for the Holy Trinity Z in the 9 perfection from rhyme to delivery, God O, 6 for i am human and my existence is to be flawed I'm the rhyming Medina Have you green like the reefer of the fever Want to be battling? I'll leave you scrambling fro words like we was Scrabbling It's Maddening when you get to the big stage And spike it, you throw away the game Joell taught me how to rap Biggie taught me how to craft Nas showed me that the game is about more than that EZO is like a lyrical drug Ketamine in a slug f** rapping the lights out, goodbye to the utilities, roof, and the rug My mixtape don't go gold, I'll give the Kanye shrug Guess the game really is in the hole that it dug Sk** made Chance my friend in this rap game Like, Vic, Mensa as my, nick name I'm 16, looking for a Super Freak like Rick James Cold blooded when i Kick the Urban Rapsody, but I Get Money like Wayne and T-Pain Insane the number of lines in his brain Such a quick claim when you see he used the simplest rhyme in the game Go back and forth like a dope tennis match I stay in line like 4 bars of Kit-Kat Come at me it's a mismatch One eight seven over the dispatch