showoff (feat. Backstreet Ballas & Atsen)

Showing off my rap game like it was show and tell Spitting more bars than incarcerated men in jail Throwing out fire like a molotov cocktail Backstreet Ballas, alley-oop then we bail Alley-oop then we bail, put it in the net Do the halftime show, then come back as a threat To the game we killing, Ballas still winning Team on my back when I hop on this track When I hop on this track, I feel like I’m on a trampoline I light them up whether or not I got the gasoline Anybody intervene, I slay them with my guillotine For my people, for my people, for the Japanese For the Japanese, you know I got the red dot Aim it at the rap game, pull the trigger, headshot Messing with the red hot, you know you gon’ get got God is always good, but you know that Rusty Red not You know Rusty Red not as good as Nicaragua He came with the fire, you know Rickie brought the aqua Started from the bottom, now we running through the six With my woes, kill the foes, then we leaving in the Mazda Leaving in the Mazda, started with a Honda State to state, used to stay up on the block Now we makin’ dollas, Backstreet Ballas Middle finger down as I represent the Flock Middle finger down as I represent the Flock Fake Burds get the bird, 'cause when a bird calls they flock? You know it gets hot, JJ Watt 'Cause at the end of the day what’s a pigeon to a hawk? Clokworx will get inside your mind (Mind) 'Cause we are constantly moving forward like time (Time) Clokworx will get inside your mind (Mind) 'Cause we are constantly moving forward like time (Time) We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Then we'll ask you to use your mind We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Then we'll ask you to use your mind My mouth shoots out bars like I'm a Smith & Wesson These rappers thinking I'm whack, I teach them all a lesson I'm ill with this, I'm a lyricist Yeah, I'm killing this, ripping this Yeah, I'm riveting, limitless bars I'm slipping in Breaking they backs Taking it back to the 90's features You wickety-wack Flipping the track like I'm selling bricks and I came to your house, with tapes in the back And ready to kill you and slay all your pals I'm made of the finest features Palladium gold, with the mouth to eat you I been feasting, I'm a leader, I'mma beat ya Attacking the whack creators Like Mike, I'mma box them haters And flexing this hard like "My dude, I'm on top of the world!" I'm the same guy Sitting on top of the hate I kill them all without a faze My mother says it is a phase, why Hang tight I'm in the back of the bus and I'm packing a punch And I'm stacking this up, my bars, G I been the goat and child, G Prodigy, honestly I been steep, very deep If you see me, better flee You is a dog? Well, I'm the flees You is the boss? Well, I'm your teacher I been losing time trying to lift these wack artists I'm back in business my flow is gold in the black market You need some help if you think your bars can measure up No, I'm not cocky, I just got a special confidence Clokworx will get inside your mind (Mind) 'Cause we are constantly moving forward like time (Time) Clokworx will get inside your mind (Mind) 'Cause we are constantly moving forward like time (Time) We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Then we'll ask you to use your mind We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Then we'll ask you to use your mind I don't think you understand where I'm coming from Rapping so much, I think my tongue is becoming numb I should be the wordsmith y'all have been running from Look at all these numbers on these sites steady running up She said, "Davis, what you do for a living?" I said, "Nothing much, I make music when I'm chilling And she said, "How high is the ceiling?" I said, "What ceiling? The sky is the limit" I'm wrecking every beat and I'm standing on two feet Messing with the heat, kick back like I'm Bruce Lee Padawan with the pen, master of the loose leaf Been in this for four years, not tryna lose See, I fake it 'til I make it And I walk it like I talk it And I'm chilling with my amigos And I'm all up in the 'Rari With a hand on the wheel, girl by my side And my dudes in the back And the Bible on my mind I don't care about the income, I care about the outcome Kick it with the crew until Jehovah bring the clouds on Clokworx will get inside your mind (Mind) 'Cause we are constantly moving forward like time (Time) Clokworx will get inside your mind (Mind) 'Cause we are constantly moving forward like time (Time) We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Then we'll ask you to use your mind We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Then we'll ask you to use your mind We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme We never ask the crowd to jump, we kick a rhyme Rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme