Erick the Architect - Ezekiel’s Wheel ft. George Clinton (Official Visualizer)

Listen & Download “Ezekiel’s Wheel“ ft. @GeorgeClinton now: Pre-save “I’ve Never Been Here Before“: Video shot by: Josh Flores, Lew Goodman, and Mitchell Dolphin Edited by: Joe Frontel and Josh Flores Follow Erick the Architect: Instagram - Twitter - TikTok - @erickthearchi... Soundcloud - Spotify - Music produced by Matt Zara Lyrics: Was 15, probably out macking Red steel plated staircases, schooled this young rapper Big capping, reenactments, some are jealous, some are fractured Some’ll watch them dreams slip away, that’s another chapter Change occupations, more abrasive, wanna change this season Bang harder, for a feature, soul Franklins like Aretha Made me sick, how you snitch? Pussy purr like Eartha Kitt Can’t determine if you think I’m ill, or you just riding dick I Iceberg the exterior if I decide the fit Had to pen the verse proper, so they can’t deny the shit Wrote these verses at my mommas house, I hope she fast asleep. Cause if she heard my music, no excuse to drag my feet. How it feel to be, a misery, a counselor for the creeps The perception, how I’m watching horror movies every week Can’t repell what’s in my head, I jot in thought and form and speech Some say it’s poetry, some say it’s ESP Read your mind, align your chi’s, and burn your negativity Bumping Junior Reed, I harnessed mine, so who am I people please? Cop fleece, cold winters, caught me like the CDC MP3s, and the achieved Jesus Piece through DLC I see too many, tryna pump you like it’s creatine I’mma keep it G, with my niggas, we don’t flee the scene Running up a tab shopping, only time I flee the scene Watanabe on the track suit, you can’t see the seams Off the liquor, feeling 100 proof, big my self esteem When the drinks is flowing, in the Juice, shawty slipperyTold me to just skirt off in the coupe, let me get the keys Long as Rick, Owens on the boot, shawty look at me Stepping for a second in a suit, check the drip on me Wreckless for my section, they my dudes, they gon stick wit me Hate is every color, every hue, got more shit to see My good intentions Gave through to severance What’s the meaning of spoilin’ A tin man with foil? So Let’s call it even Everyone’s keeping Secrets, for oiling Have Ezekiel’s wheels gone squeaky? Blind to you niggas, Collie Buddz, we just raised the fiends Skated on the ops, with a trick, we just reign Supreme Flatbush on the top, your favorite rappers, still OK to me. They aint even wavy, (B)... they sneak into major leagues (And I) Try to stay humble but I’m far too gone When no liquors in ya cup and then your songs is on Go to wars, we been scrapping, when it’s on it’s on My brilliance untapped, I backtracked, I’m feeling reborn I grind harder in this gorgeous storm, exchange to Charles de Gaulle I do fly shit, and my routine aint for all y’all I aint have nothing, I evolved with no one involved Envied all the ones who can afford to take the summer off I’m a Brooklyn-nigga, aint no difference in us, we just are Raised off Nostrand Ave, right next to a liquor sto’ My poppa playing Lady Saw, and the tree was Sycamore Had to keep my eyes open, just in case, we hit the floor Music on, platforms, sequins drawers, disco balls This the sauce, get endorsed, buy up all the boulevard We define the echelon My good intentions Gave through to severance What’s the meaning of spoilin’ A tin man with foil? So Let’s call it even Everyone’s keeping Secrets, for oiling Have Ezekiel’s wheels gone squeaky? #erickthearchitect #georgeclinton #EzekielsWheel