06-20-2015, 07:19 AM | #1 |
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Lyrically Understanding of Clerk
Hi I'm Clerk. A little about my self you ask? Ahhh where do I begin? I'm born from a city where they grind lifting iron niggas dieng and the mind of the blind is corrupted and we bringing that toast, ever since I was a youngin I was told shit happens gotta be on point like a cactus, momma kept the blade in the mattress daddy kept the gun in the dresser wish a nigga would come test us.
You see I grew up on the other side of the tracks, you have to watch your back you don't know what would happen. Posting career: Many of you know I was first ventured into posting by a friend on Rajah. I was a fan favorite at Rajah and was selected POTTY, Poster Of The Total Year. The runner-up Mathew you may know him as Wehtam started harassing me and I was unlawfully banned. Then I ventured to TPWW Forums and quickly was the hot target because of jealousy. Accolades: Poster Of The Total Year, the darkness 214 sub forum moderator. Owner of Clerkboards, MMA record of 16-0. And a musical Wiz. Mainly hip hop. Expect lots of content I'm working on a song that will be posted today called Clerks Passage. Thank you and God bless you! |
06-20-2015, 08:19 AM | #2 |
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Complications with my other song so enjoy this Wehtam diss.
Wehtam diss by Clerk: Click clack, beef with me that's a no-no When I kick doors they like, oh no Bitch I make neighbors call the Po-Po (Boom Boom Boom) He catching bullets like he Ocho Yall won't see that pussy no mo' Caught my first body with a four four I fucked his bitch and gave her slow strokes Pussy is okay but I'm in love with the throat though Break bread with broski but be quick to tell a ho no No Triple A, that's no homo Bitch where was you when I was broke though? No we can't kick it stupid bitch, this ain't no Dojo Like hockey rinks you know the flow cold I run this bitch you would think I'm coaching Flo Jo Get fucking paid like a ho stroll Stay in the field with them poles like a goal post Was selling bud for the low low Reggie mill, I even sold dro Still independent, got more wisdom than the old folks Stop selling drugs now I get 10k for a show though Bitch I'm Lebron, I'm way ahead of my time Fuck who ain't rocking with me Compared to you niggas, Clerk is way ahead of you niggas You don't need binoculars to see Bad yellow bitch and she driving for me 40 cal under the passenger seat Like D Wade, since day one been riding with the heat Had to do what I did to survive in these streets You already know if you don't grind you don't eat Can't take no more L's, don't got no time for defeat And get help from nobody, so why weneed guidance? I'm honest nothing was promised to me Ain't no stoppin' my shine, to the top I'mma climb Hope I make on time for my mama to see My brain is bionic, atomic, I guess I can come and teach you about astrology Fan say they love when I'm riding the beat I'm good with the flow, I can mop, I can sweep See niggas be hating then hop in a whip with a bitch and she got the Rap god on repeat Cursed With A Blessing on Itune right now, If you buy it you feel like you copping a ki Back in 08' I was copping them P's Now I get paid just to hop on the beat Someone tell DJ Drama to holla at me, I Jeffrey Dahmer a beat Go talk to the Devil and ask him who is he He'll tell you that he wish he was hotter than me I'm armed in this bitch, Iverson rocking the sleeve Goofys get popped when I squeeze Although I'm cool as a tropical breeze, I will let this bitch blow like a thot on her knees I feel for you niggas like I can not see I shoot like Ray Allen when popping the three Stop and pop up from the top of the key Don't want problems with me, bitch I got what you need I don't twitter beef, boy them choppers will speak Come to your crib and then rock you to sleep Body your ass then hop in the jeep, boy that 187 ain't mean nothing to me Slide on them at night, they pajamas to me Get popped in your noggin, your partners retreat Every move I make them piranhas with me I promise you don't want to collide with a beast So fuck what you thought We gonna outline these squares up in chalk like they playing hopscotch in the streets When I come with them goons ain't no goblins with me There ain't no way in hell you're surviving the heat Broski know how it goes We done been here before we gonna kick in the door and then pop them on three I been popping niggas, my big poppa spitting Bitch I got that Christopher Wallace with me Just bought a mac to flip you niggas like a laptop Get in my face watch me shoot it like a bad shot This shit like Nicki, get your ass shot You know I'm bodying that bitch like a mascot Extended clips holding three O Watch me shoot them like a free throw My 40 singing like it's Ne-Yo That's bullet holes in your whip, now you Cleo You know I ball like a peep hole Chain swinging like It's Debo I make them piss like a pee hole Her hair falling out, chemo I'm taking over, bitch I'm taking over I'm taking over, bitch I'm taking over Do them like I did the last nigga Shoot them through the glass nigga |
06-23-2015, 06:49 AM | #3 |
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Gonna start uploading song not lyrics: https://m.soundcloud.com/tlkt/game-o...montana-of-300
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06-24-2015, 12:43 PM | #4 |
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Clerk :My Life
Start stacking yo money stop spending that shit on that Louis and Gucci I'm still in the good if I'm broke all the hoes in the building gone throw me that coochie These haters be yapping and bluffing Acting the toughest but they can not fool me I stay with that tooly, don't play with me goofy,I shoot like I'm making a movie Please don't run up on me got bread I got heat I promise I'm toasty Get hit with that 40 I knock you off yo feet and lay you right next to yo broskie Yellin free my OG Mother fuck the police You niggas don't know me I started with half of an OZ Versace,Versace Air Jordan I'm scoring the oops they can't stop me MJ in his prime I stay on my grind Moving weight like a Dolly Bad little bitch on my dick Beautiful face and a wonderful body Bitch if you ain't fucking Hell no we can't kick it I don't know karate Shout out to my jeweler I'm sliding on ice but I ain't playing hockey I promise I'm rocky keep my gun beside me so come try to rob me This bitch got a big clip inside it When It let off bitch yo whole click get demolished That tough tony look don't mean shit to me Charlie Think shit a game till niggas get bodied My niggas is wild gone off that loud Over here looking like mr. Miyagi You run up on us gun gonna bust Multiple shots you get popped like a Molly Get hit with these shells you gone take a L I'm gonna raise hell like the illuminati Boy it's not a probably My murder my hobby You get out your body you're gonna get bodied Stampede threw your set just like Jumanji Yo niggas is queer pussy in yo posey I feel me with fear they fill up with tears I soon as they hear I whacked you like a nazi Yea that nigga dead under the body Takes shots if you want to I pop up like paparazzi I stay with that glocky Be flashy and cocky Flow colder then hockey More checks then Horrace Yea this nigga paid This nigga made And all of my shooters gone blow like grenades We stay with them guns And shine line the sun If you can't stand the heat you gone die in the shade From the the PC so shout out to my jets 2820 south cal you met Straight off the low end And when I start flowing you know Ima go in like nothing but net Was up in the trap like i was caught in a net Waiting on the 1st of the month for them checks My mom was a victim Cocaine in her system sometimes It felt like my OG was possessed Young nigga stressed Bad up in school acting a fool report card full of F's As I grew older I got a little wiser Opened my eyes and realized that I'm blessed Check out my chest Bitch I'm the best Put so much work in I ain't gotta flex Put me on a track and I bet I catch wreck Just bring bread and that beat ima put it to rest Make sure when you come that you coming correct You gone show love or gone show me respect Anything less I'm uping that tech It got one In the neck You'll get one in ya neck I shot yo dog up so call me the vet And if you keep on barking my nigga you next Man you can't trust this niggas can't trust these bitches Ever heard of a devil in a dress Ima big dog you is a poodle so be cool I pull up in that 2 door they all on my you know Started from the bottom with oodles in noodles With niggas who hustle moving weight like a sumo Swag on the honeys they loving it They all on my dick they want some of it Id rather get money then fuck a bitch But ima get money then fuck a bitch Might fuck someone chick for the fuck of it Her mouth on my pipe like a cluck and shit All that was yo bitch I didn't even notice it Man that ho know she can suck a dick Everytime I hit the block I keep a Glock in the car for the opps No Ls but I'm whipping while I'm getting top Im ballin I'm tatted up feeling like I'm PAC Picture me Rollin while she blowing cock She decent eating that D like a Brot You'll think that I'm Italian the way I be styling Now I'm finna crank it up just a notch Straight out Chicago hip hop Picasso Lyrically sick bitch I kick it like taboo When I step out look like I hit the lotto Gucci, Louie , Ralph Lauren Ferragamo Later that night I slide dick in a model Pussy so wet man that nigga need goggles Sometimes I feel like a Soprano How I be strapped I feel like desperado Long 30 clip and it's filled up with hollows Talking that shit and it's clapping like bravo Got you ducking like you daffy and Donald Body yo ass then get to my dough Bitch I ain't rocko but I'm all about my nachos Doing muey colossal Just let that Glock off (bang bang) and a fuck nigga top off Try to cross me like hot sauce I swear to god y'all all y'all niggas act macho Especially when they with their vatos I got them shells if they say they want beef well come get you a taco Everywhere I go best believe I keep my toast pussy bitch I can not go Fire like Phyro I shoot like my nigga Fonzo Bitch niggas eyes closed I think I'm Pablo MOB still the motto Got a bitch making drop offs tell her don't nod off I'm 55 with that work Call that shit cinco de mayo Bitch I'm a mob boss |
06-24-2015, 06:50 PM | #5 |
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Just fuck off, you're a shitty sock account/gimmick poster. Whatever the fuck you are.
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06-25-2015, 03:17 AM | #6 |
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I'm not a sock lol your lost
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07-04-2015, 03:49 AM | #7 |
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Please give feedback on if you like or not this is 0-100 remix by Clerk
I go 0 to 100 nigga real quick All these weak rappers man I had to hit the kill switch Bet I see them mills' with no deal that's the real lick I am more than drill bitch, I am more than skill bitch I only talk that real shit and all I know is kill shit I am more than ill, motherfuckers call me real sick Niggas get the chills when I step out on the field bitch I ain't never like a nigga not even a lil' bit Gucci on my waist, nigga you know where the steel sit Understand this rapper not a actor I ain't Will Smith So if you judge me wrong it's RIP to Uncle Phil bitch 40 bus' yo ass like a mothafuckin' field trip Smoke a nigga, turn him into Fire Marshall Bill quick Leave a nigga sleeping quicka' than a nyquil Shoulda' cut a niggas throat with a blade give him gill slits Poke a nigga, soak a nigga on some Navy Seal shit Niggas know I been sick, niggas know I been raw And on these tracks I go stupid like a send off And you ain't fuckin' with me and even all of your homies know That I infect two niggas with Polio with this Holy Ghost When that Holy Ghost drops I promise imma' rock the nation It's a biblical, lyrical, rocket launchin' proclamation Tell my haters I said fuck em' they can't stop the operation Tell the ops I'm not a doctor, therefore I ain't got the patience [patients] And the piece be on a nigga like as-salamu alaykum On they seven combination the darkest abomination Every time a chopper spray shit take away from population And I ask her for forgiveness, yeah, but hold that conversation Not a Christian, Muslim, Mason and never ridin' with Satan A relationship with God is my number one obligation And, if I'm not mistakin', I swear all of y'all was hatin' Hope like Hell that I don't make it up until I drop that Chiraq Now they wanna' dick ride, do that till' they climax Old bitches poppin' up, nah we can't rewind that Old homies poppin' up, we can't get that time back These other rappers' minds will never be where my mind's at Labels on my heels bout' a deal, I ain't buyin' that Show me ten mill', then show me where I sign at Nigga I know my worth I swear you niggas shoulda' stayed in school I got em' hatin' more than Ice offa' Paid In Full RIP my nigga Sonny, I be on some mix shit They took my nigga from us uh, right before Christmas Damn, now my niece got a daddy on the wish list And Santa can't bring him back, shit he can't even get gifts So I'm goin' hard with this music shit till' I get rich Hey Sonny, yo I got you, shit good as God is my witness Hatred is contagious and jealousy is a sickness Watch everybody and ain't no tellin' who on that bitch shit Sam's Club baby, niggas know we totin' big shit AK47's and MAC-11's with big clips When I cock it back it look like I'm drivin' a stick shift Them choppa's chop a nigga to crop more niggas than Pic stitch Slid on a nigga for rappin', talkin' that slick shit Bang, bang, we're doin' that [w]rapper just like a Twix bitch This rap shit is my sixth sense, rappers notice eviction I am hip-hop's redemption, can't you feel the suspicion, nigga? |