Upper Echelon


I’m from the most high, yet the lowest in your circle
Sick of getting played like I’m your fucking S. Urkle
Did I do that? Yeah I did and I just fucking said it
So all this diss shit on me? Just fucking dead it
A bunch of fucking dick sucking male poets
I’ll post line after line of dick sucking like you didn’t already know it
I’ll post line after line of sick men verbally fucking but you already show it
Echelon, and I am aligned, I can be drilling yours
But you all too busy to notice cause your dick riding awaiting back shots on all fours
I ain’t saying I’m the best, but you better fall back and recognize
I’m sick of fucking playing games, so now I’m a do it like you guys

HOOK

Your images aren’t vivid and you like to paint pretty pictures
Half of you don’t know for you who ride yet you quoting bible scriptures
8 years I been underground, they came calling for me
Wrote 1,000 confessions and ain’t told yet, true test of loyalty
Pull out your guns, please come gunning for me
Cause truth is regardless of what you say and see…
Half of you all will NEVER make it
Then the other half post real shit, but I know you fake it
Maybe one or two I seen a link in you
But to sit back and spit it out in 2.2
You can’t do what I do
Aint nothing nice, and I’m sick of being friendly
I’m about to start spitting my venom and believe me not only the does the truth hurt…
It’s fucking deadly