Clockers - Nolan the Ninja

Live niggas only, nigga…

Whack niggas fall to the fucking back

Detroit in this motherfucker, holding it down

Detroit, what’s the word?

(x2)

Counterfeit niggas never prosper, the daily mantra

Word to Mikey, this a fucking virus

Verbal science, kiss the diamond & respect your highness

Position is that of Osiris, nigga

I’m in a state of supremacy, fuck who’s near to me

I’m confident, humble when receiving compliments

But on the low (I know I got some shit)

Shit, spoken like a chief & played even better

Shame on you if you ain’t heard the crew or met us, niggas trendsetters

And I ain’t talking fashion, y’all can have it

I’m talking microphone madness, causing havoc

You can track us through creative actions but

Never lap us in the brackets, we top seed holding

Bitches looking like disposal, here’s a proposal

Just play your part like you’re supposed to

And everything could be kosher & licit, my nigga listen

This shit ain’t built for everybody, no need to copy

Just find your lane & play it proudly, it’s simple

Cuz we’re poetic clockers, compositions turn into dollars

Put publishing on your product or you’re getting nada

Cuz we’re poetic clockers, compositions turn into dollars

Put publishing on your product or you’re getting nada

Cuz we’re poetic clockers, compositions turn into dollars

Put publishing on your product or you’re getting nada

Cuz we’re poetic clockers, compositions turn into dollars

Put publishing on your product or you’re getting nada

Cuz we’re poetic clockers (x2)

Ay yo, we’re classy rhymers, foreign platters served at Katana’s

Fantasizing several commas with evil rooted dollars

Ghetto knowledge, for words, we profit, fill up the pockets

Wallets & Nike sneaker boxes, no other options, yo

No need for accountants, we’re counting

Any amounting, stash the cash in the couch will be the forte

Nigga, fuck what you say, handle mine upon the regey

Me & my peoples blowing heavy, swishers only & we don’t fuck with reggies

Superior motives, dream of being more than local, shit

Through the vocals, we’re just trying to go gold

Viewing rapping as the avenue, gross the revenue

Movements is only of seminal, never minimal

Habitually spitting rhythmic spirituals with the generals

Like-minded niggas who think original

One goal’s in particular, to triumph rather than die young

We just want to clock a mill before our time come

Word up