Josiah Davis - showoff (feat. Backstreet Ballas & Atsen) Lyrics

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