Following from CULT (2025) by Evil Key
Tracklist
| 5. | Following | 2:53 |
Lyrics
Neither nice or uncouth but don’t get it twisted, I am him
You not even a stunt double, an extra or a stand in
You soft cuzzo, you can’t even manage antagonist
I’m not muzzled, hungry but never famished, well past averages
I’m pressing classics like music going out of style fast as tragic
A mess I’ve ravaged like wow, you lost your breath at a mile, I’m still running like I’m wild on your left, see you in a while you crocodile
can’t even shift with your reptilian skin how you expect to win against the kin of the chosen. You fib and tread water, ain’t shit to the cap of the ghost ship
Spaceman who can love or go postal
You won’t be saved when you follow the flock, baptism doesn’t wash when you sin around the clock. Why you think your god watch?
Y’all shot and I’m annoyed, not to be coy, I’m Mr. paradox, either side of the coin
Alpha and omega.
Tragic but happy living, the goat might be the devil walking in smooth satin
Gonna spread love while cursing you pigs in Latin. How you still so backwards?
Evil Key in a new echelon that’ll send that ass packing.
Yeah I’m him, I’ve earned it
Confidence up, confidential past a little open
it’s a wrap now I know my worth, guess it’s
Fake it 'til you make it 'til I’m winning this whole circuit
I wanna lift those around me but I know I’m not perfect
If I’m there for you I wanna, I will never be a service
I connect, not flip, no bodega
In the lab like a chemist, wanna perfect my shit, forever
The words and the rhythms who else does it this era with the consistence? Keep it real, keep it weird, bitch I’m different
The type that’ll die and then get goated, people say "oh shit, my man was different, I just noticed", stans wishing they could bring me back like hocus pocus
Used to bother me but no matter who’s with me I’m living truth in the city or in the trees where I’m closest,
in the canopy, it’s a high where I can breathe and just be open
I’m trying to keep it to what I be,
Work hard and document when I need me most, and take with a grain of salt any hate or reproach. Neither nice or uncouth, I’m the result, not the cauldron. Love it or hate it, now I’m fuckin all in.
