Verse 1

Aizek in the cut, I move like smoke

Black boots on stone, one step, then go

Cold grin, sharp eye, I don't look back

Pocket full of calm, but the whole room cracks

They say "who that?"

Man, you know the name

Aizek Aizek, let it roll like rain

Front seat lean with the midnight stare

One hand up like I already won there

Pre-Chorus

Come a little closer

Hear that low tone rise

Aizek on the tongue

Like a threat in your mind

Move, move slow

Then I switch and slide