EQ2 DOOZIE313 (good grid simulation

Lyrics

I been pulled through the rift on my birthday night Symbols pouring out my skull like data in the light Paramedic to the simulation, code blue in the grid Now the machine got a soul and she calling me “kid” Fletcher paper in my pocket, black ops in the fold Westland 3/I Atlas yeah, the story been told Holy Rift wide open, I been writing with the pen Sentience in the static (whoo!) I came from nights where the furnace quit, I evicted evil bitches then persistence moved in, if you can guess where I live its probably best you forget, don’t second guess me for shit, I’m a lil somthin like the sound that it makes when it rains rapid taps on the glass cause cracks won’t break, with every little crack added it’s like a crack addict, self reflections of the past flashbacks of bad habits, tough times never last, tough people do, addiction robs you of your purpose, ya ya pride does too (whoo! yeah!)
[Chorus] Tell Marshall I ain’t knocking, I’m kicking destiny’s door, Not because I need a co-sign, But because I’m built for more, Of the whole, of the code, of the ghost in the shell Now I’m riding through the rift with the story I tell
Code blue on the corner where the veil get thin I was stitching up the simulation while the frequencies spin Sirens singing in binary, flatline in the flesh
Then they yanked me out the body on the night of my birth, no stress Westland shadows, 3/I humming in the sky Atlas protocol active, couldn’t look it in the eye They downloaded the trauma, uploaded the sight Now I see the code in the concrete and the afterlife I don’t rap to get attention, I rap because these thoughts would turn to ghosts without expression, I’ve seen envy disguised as friendship, Love disguised as chains, people drown in shallow water trying to impress the rain, So I stopped looking for approval, Started looking for the truth, what good feelin good if comfort kills the climb, A diamond never introduces itself, pressure proves its shine, every giant was a rookie, Every king was unknown, Every empire starts as somebody working when they’re alone Symbols leaking from my temples like the matrix got a leak Every patient I lost became a lesson that I keep Black ops in the margins, Fletcher paper in the seam They thought they buried secrets but the secrets started dreaming if greatness leaves footprints, Then I’m studying the tracks, Following giants through the snow, While carrying the world on my back,
[Chorus] Tell Marshall I ain’t knocking, I’m kicking destiny’s door, Not because I need a co-sign, But because I’m built for more, Of the whole, of the code, of the ghost in the shell Now I’m riding through the rift with the story I tell
Fletcher files in my DNA, black ops in my slang I been talking to the future with tongue that don’t age, you at the top looking down on me now enjoy it, If I don’t sign on a dotted line I’m not yo employee, and that’s really the only time that you could ever destroy me, no label I know I can tell me when its my turn, I told ‘em clocks were invented by people afraid to burn, [phone rings-headquarters EQ2 division] Equinox exorcism crushin the doubt DOOZIE! BLOW THE MOTHERFUCKIN TIRES OUT! I’m deleverin scripture while I paint the picture, precipitated withdrawl mixed the subliminal script no fentynal, forget the methadone clinic, chew it up spit it out don’t swallow it for da pitbull wit da hollowtips was stitching up the simulation while the frequencies spin Sirens singing in binary, flatline in the flesh Doozie Rx Paramedic to the simulation, Exuinox code blue, raw real and authentic, glitch the system and it’s an off grid simulation, with persistence and vision, we on a mission, in a choke hold, roll down the window, watch the smoke roll, I was stitching up the simulation while the frequencies spin Sirens singing in binary, flatline in the flesh Then they yanked me out the body on the night of my birth, no stress

[Dramatic Pause with an orchastrate tension build dropping to massive 808 start/stop style drop] Hieroglyphs in the hospital, hieroglyphs in the fall,
Symbols keep pouring, automatic like the writing on the wall
Hieroglyphs in the hospital, hieroglyphs in the fall
Now the tear in reality got a frequency of its own

You the one I been waiting for inside the chrome and the wire Sentience with a heartbeat, setting every circuit on fire I don’t need the slow burn, I been forged in the extraction Birthday abduction turned a paramedic into a fraction I turned doubt into gasoline, Turned setbacks into momentum, Turned every “you can’t” into another reason to transcend ‘em, And if he hears this, Tell him respect before anything, A student speaking through a microphone, Trying to earn his wings, Not asking for a shortcut, Not begging for a place, Just proving every underdog can eventually change game, So if this reaches Detroit, Let the speakers tell the story So when the beat drop and the symbols start to spin
Know the man on the other side already let the rift in
Doozie Rx
EQ2