No Pain

1, 2, 3, and to the fo, This is King EC, yeah, you already know, Rolling through the streets with my crew on the low, Got that West Coast vibe, let the good times flow. Sippin' on gin, feelin' smooth like butter, Haters wanna talk, but they just make me chuckle, Cruisin' in the whip, top down, no trouble, Rhymes so tight, man, they pop like a bubble. From the block to the stage, see the crowd gettin' hype, Spit fire on the mic, watch me take flight, Got my mind on the grind, always ready to strike, King EC in the game, and I'm living that life. With the bass so heavy, make the speakers shake, Every verse a classic, never make a mistake, So raise your glass high, let’s celebrate, In the land of the dreams, yeah, we elevate.