[Spoken Intro]

I wanted to say to Zeke before I got high that if I cross a line, he can tell me because

I don’t, like, I hope when I say things to you, you don’t take it to heart

[Verse 1: RICK IS UGLY & Zeke Lanham]

How have you pushed the bar so low?

It’s starting to touch the Earth’s core

Magma is eating it whole

Rip it apart, dog with bones

We all destroy, I prevail

Fuck with the boy, you’ll believe in Hell

Tip the scale

Fuck with your COG, the Earth leans as well

The dirt means so well

The dirt in the well turns into mud

You can’t push or shove, you gotta climb

World War Z, get to the back of the line

You don’t know me so why the fuck are you crying?

Reach past the crust, simply sublime

From ash to dust, it once was alive

Every day I get heated, fo-fum, fee-fi

Cooling tray for no reason, I sleep on spikes

Strength of an ant

Ripping up bands

Fourth second chance

Go hard as I can

Until I’m dead

Fuck the path that they recommend

World in my hands

So ugly it hurts, it started to brand

It’s burning

Lesson is you gotta earn it

Ugh, I can’t breathe

It’s like you’re not even here when I speak

Ugh, can’t breathe

I run away from my dreams in my sleep

Holding my heart cause the pain is too deep

Feel like a coward, I’m dying and weak

I played the game and I’m paying the price of holding these feelings before we could meet

Can’t breathe

It’s like you’re not even here when I speak

[Bridge: RICK IS UGLY]

Stomp, huh, huh, huh

Stomp, huh, huh, huh

Hit it, huh, hate that you hide who you are, huh, huh

Hit it, huh, hate that you hide it, huh, huh

Everything feels really, really good

Oh, it’s soft

And like, everything’s so bright, like I’m on cloud nine and stuff

[Verse 2: RICK IS UGLY & Zeke Lanham]

Believe in God, I am Him

My ego takes it to the chin

It’s getting so grim, throw a party

Sticks on the ground, look like an army

I’m at my lowest like a game of limbo

Gonna raise the bar, throw it out the window

Gonna blow it up like a molotov

Send it to the moon, get it taking off

It’s a riot the way the crowd gets popping

Silence, remember there ain’t no options

Beat stopping but the blood always flows

Aus to US, you’re specifically slow

Gonna steal the show, gonna make a bang

As we spit our venom, dripping from the fangs

Gonna go bananas like orangutan

Die with the squad, Captain Boomerang