ECC Cypher (feat. QRS, FwF, Embers & Regicide)

Demon on my left shoulder

Angel on my right,

East coast collective always wild for the night

Prepared for the fight

Too tuned in to this life

There's levels to these levels

Cut the beat with a knife

We're causing some strife

I mistreat my chances when I'm rolling this dice

Run the risk for reward

Step in the spot and record

I stay sharper than a sword

If this is god's creation I just pray for the lord

I ascend from the ashes mashallah I resort

To the traditional ways I'm flipping the stakes

Perceive it in the vision that I quickly create

Never mistake

The east coast collective always puttin food up on the plate

And thats true family and loyalty stay tight like glue

I'm sick like the flu

Me and gang exciting the truth

Uplifting the booth

I had a couple options didn't know what to do

They see the flavour different kind of cadence

Can we please have some patience

FWF fuck off if it ain't fit ur taste

Used to traffic the bag in my dad's car no rental plates

I switched up on my self more times than I could ever say

Type to slit my throat by the time I reach heavens gates

Sick of tryna find a better fate but im just on time to be late

Smokers waiting for weight

Because an acquired taste

Fighting harder than them for the high that they chase

Try to hide its a waste

My hope was misplaced

Throw a rope to the ocean of sin

E.C.C this the opening where it begins

Yeah where it begins but still, nothin gon change

But my minds full of razors

And fields plagued with locasts

When the hope drys up the pain turns to focus

Hardest on the east coast didn't ya notice

Yeah we still stay independent even when they wanna promote us

Who you know at 16

That had M from Den

But still left a mark

We was weighing up qs in the dark

Hearts beating fast

So we kept it ark

That's survival

Enemies close that's my rival

Hit to his chest that's a vital

We making waves yeah that's tidal

Straight fire spitters yeah we pyros

Dose that shit up I ain't talking bout no micros

Soon to be played on the vynyls

So keep it on the low like the riders

6 figures but I'll still steal your lighters

Because we got those desires to reach ya highness

Kings slayed

Thats that mother fucking Regi' beside us

So close your eyelids

Take your death in silence

Don't try rewrite this

This gon be timeless

Made changes this past year

When balance gets low

Preaching peace over discord

Stay pushing the payload

Embers cutting up your sections

Kill them with these verbal inflections

What's it mean?

Regi' what's it mean?

Means we're looking for a reason or a kill to confirm

And we're six feet above you because your ass is in the dirt

This not the friendly side

It's Regicide for the downtrod

I just thought it was odd

Somehow you got scared

Hearing to these ethereal bars

Your self perception is marred

Might be time to reload

Hit the pow before you're overexposed

Link up with GG because a brother still up in the snow

In a city so grimey

You know where to find me

F, Q and E I just know where they might be

It's East Coast Collective

Check your retrospective

Because after hearing this invective

You know this shit is effective

Now that's enough from us

So make sure your fucking family gets their eulogy rehearsed

It's the ECC on perimeter sweeps

We off of minimal sleep

Early am is the criminal peak, we tryna eat

So get it correct

You better listen when the collective speaks

Sayin shit like, "chuck him off the fifth floor like martin"

And he gonna be askin

"Where's Will? Where's Carlton?

Fuck it throw him on the back of a milk carton

He gets pushed on and pushed out like breathing in carbon

It's knife brawl out there you got crimes committed

But the psych ward open and the patients admitted

So you can rap about guns but they just praying you miss it

Bc you don't really want a body you just makin a killin

But it's purely hypothetical

Unless you in facilities correctional

With the ability of a professional

Because nowadays these rappers dropping ongoing cases up in they shit

I'm starting to feel like it's deliberately confessional

So take ya time make a reflection

How you think holding a weapon can make you call it protection

You slippin rn tryna evade a detection

The only reason you got this far was natural selection

It's the ECC on perimeter sweeps

We off of minimal sleep

Early am is the criminal peak, we tryna eat

So get it correct

You better listen when the collective speaks