Hush Puppy by EZK Lyrics
[Verse 1: EZK]
Spread lips so the check hits then zip
Best it's kept to a dead pitch, zen ripped
From my head it's a quick trip to a death wish
Dead, ditched, it's my fifth chakra
Gotta keep it locked up, boxed up
You'll never see me at the fucking Oprah
Tend to spend time with my motherfucking doctors
Palm trees with the Rastas, write a psalm, read for the Pastors
Flippin' shit since a toddler
Writtens get done in the back of my yard
Where the flowers are none and the tracks of my car
Been splittin' the grass and killin' the garden
[Verse 2: EZK]
Livin' in a karma flick
Hush puppy now I'm hard and Wick
On a fuse like a candle stick
Cue sad music for the masochist
That's it gon' abandon the trip
Let sand slip by the hip
Let it all go to shit
Start, livin' by the Bistro's
I don't give a fuck man on my peoples, Imma people person
I've been servin' up sermons and it's worth it
[Verse 3: EZK]
Rain stained shoes, bleed blue, rush through quick
Cock a Hush Puppy, dip, brush tummy, thick
On a brick by the house
Flush a quick quip then bounce like a bitch
Get a house on the mountain of this
Can't wait to be imitated
Inaugurate a new thang
Like propane, propel to the game
Welcome to hell for a day
Where we sell all the bells on a velvet display
Help's on its way wait for a day for dismay, unexpected? no way
Saw it from a mile comin' missile running aight
Saw it from a mile comin', missile running aight
Gotta see my odyssey, right
Gotta see my odyssey, right
[Coda: EZK]
Same water, different boat, relentless
I didn't consent to, be a bitch to the tempest
A cold-blooded anarchist with slit wrists and tendons
Fuck a halt, don't wanna stand at attention
Fuck a halt, don't wanna stand at attention
Spread lips so the check hits then zip
Best it's kept to a dead pitch, zen ripped
From my head it's a quick trip to a death wish
Dead, ditched, it's my fifth chakra
Gotta keep it locked up, boxed up
You'll never see me at the fucking Oprah
Tend to spend time with my motherfucking doctors
Palm trees with the Rastas, write a psalm, read for the Pastors
Flippin' shit since a toddler
Writtens get done in the back of my yard
Where the flowers are none and the tracks of my car
Been splittin' the grass and killin' the garden
[Verse 2: EZK]
Livin' in a karma flick
Hush puppy now I'm hard and Wick
On a fuse like a candle stick
Cue sad music for the masochist
That's it gon' abandon the trip
Let sand slip by the hip
Let it all go to shit
Start, livin' by the Bistro's
I don't give a fuck man on my peoples, Imma people person
I've been servin' up sermons and it's worth it
[Verse 3: EZK]
Rain stained shoes, bleed blue, rush through quick
Cock a Hush Puppy, dip, brush tummy, thick
On a brick by the house
Flush a quick quip then bounce like a bitch
Get a house on the mountain of this
Can't wait to be imitated
Inaugurate a new thang
Like propane, propel to the game
Welcome to hell for a day
Where we sell all the bells on a velvet display
Help's on its way wait for a day for dismay, unexpected? no way
Saw it from a mile comin' missile running aight
Saw it from a mile comin', missile running aight
Gotta see my odyssey, right
Gotta see my odyssey, right
[Coda: EZK]
Same water, different boat, relentless
I didn't consent to, be a bitch to the tempest
A cold-blooded anarchist with slit wrists and tendons
Fuck a halt, don't wanna stand at attention
Fuck a halt, don't wanna stand at attention