End Game - Ekoh

If there’s 14,000,604 ways

Where it goes wrong, then why play?

If we’ve got one chance to win

Make room;

I’ll be goin in, ayy

'Cause I’m a beast on a mic;

Thanos on a mission

Lyrics tryna get your mind stoned like it’s Vision

Kinda like Romanoff, Hawkaye with precision

When I get to going off

The greatest shit you’ll ever witness, like

Tony Stark in the suit when I blast fast

I swear that you’re invisible to me;

you can ask Drax

Captain Marvel flyin' over heads with my last tracks

Bitch, I don’t think you’ve got the stones to snap back

I’m past rap when I’m crossing the Bifrost

That’s getting me to another realm

I’m looking to find gods

I’m tryin to keep it low key while pissing all of you guys off

Playing with the Eye of Agamotto 'til time stops

I spit flame I’m Strange like Benedict Cumberbatch

Control brains, insane like getting the Tesseract

I’m Luke Cage and trading hoodies with Method Man

Netflix cancelling our shows, need to bring it back

They can hate but I never allow it getting to me

Like I’ve got an arc reactor blocking it and technically

I’m more like the suit that Shuri made for T’Challa

That can absorb all of the negativity 'til it’s bottled

And let it all build up inside until every hit has been duplicated

Then redistribute it to energy I can use to make the

Music I refuse to let you win and I will never quit

Like I’m the projection of your worst dream from the Scarlet Witch, bitch!

This is the endgame

Going Gamora with swords like a sensei

Or it’s more like I’m Thor with immense rage

And Bucky Barnes' arm aiming at your chest plate

Hulk smash the track and it’s on

Kinda like Cap’s beard: you’ll be sad when I’m gone

Ebony Maw manipulating the whole scene

Rest in peace Kirby, Ditko and Stan Lee

Yeah, I can do this all day

This ain’t nothin'

Ayo, bring it back in

Let’s finish 'em off

Yeah, representing the nerds

Seein' that shit the first night is for sure

Rockin' these shirts, we all got immersed

In this whole world while escaping from yours

I don’t really need nobody to tell me I’m different

The music, the movies and comics, yeah, that’s the religion

Find me in the Quantum Realm with Scott Lang and I’m tripping

This Adamantium is dope but I’m wishing that I was

Peter Parker swinging through with style

But it ain’t a Spider-Verse if we don’t talk Miles, ayy

Now we see what’s next up

Phase three is done, now we expect what?

Fantastic Four and X-Men, please

I’m tryna see Doctor Doom fight Wolverine

Oh, respect the art form

I’m coming with a better soundtrack than Star-Lord

Yeah, no shame in the love

When Guardians 3 brought back James Gunn

Yeah, we don’t even see you

If you think that you’re a star, then I’m a planet like Ego

And I’ll just wait for Doctor Strange and Black Panther to get a sequel

And I’ll still be going back for new comics that I can read through

And I know it isn’t easy

But homie I’ll still be pleading

If you do another Thor then you gotta bring back Waititi

See, we owe a lot of shit to all of y’all, that’s eternal

Speak loud, I don’t think they heard you

Too many to say

Everybody that made all the movies and the comics that we love

Thanks

You’re the shit