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letra de clockin' - jonathan (nconlyhope)

[subhook: jonathan]
clockin’ off that porch
knew my time was comin’
don’t know where i’m goin’
but i’m just floatin’

[hook: jonathan]
clockin’ off the porch
had to run my course
survived it all
i’m one of one
& it makes it worse
shook off the system
still fourth in inches
feet in the dirt
i’m from a place
n-body escapes
i’ll be the first
we all racin’
n-body pacin’
we ruined earth
take your mistakes
we live & learn
now watch us surf
right p-ss the criticisms
from those who thirst
off the lies
from bakin’ pies
to spreadin’ vibes
yea, we selling work

[verse: jonathan]
my brother out on bail
lord knows
i wish em well
young black n-gg-
the world against you
hope you prevail
my homie died
rain drop in the ocean
n-body cared
his momma cried
her eyes
reminded i
of runnin’ wells
painted beautiful pictures
of the ugliest struggles
the prettiest faces getting boxed
young man rumble
be wary of the false prophets
who claim to be amongst you
but waiting on your downfall
so they can feel above you

[verse: jonathan]
they gave my fadda an extra 15
pops i wish you well
young black n-gg-
the world against you
hope you prevail
my lil homie asked me
“jonathan will i survive here?”
i didn’t even have the answers
just looked at him
with a blank stare
he only 13
how could he
know about surviving, d-mn
while you f-ck n-gg-s & b-tches
worry bout instagram
f-ck some likes
this social sh-t was never in the plan
it ruined everythin’
mind, body, & soul
welcome to zombieland

[outro: jonathan]
when i was locked down
wished some yall just wished me well
but now i’m rising up
and some of yall just wish me h-ll
people i thought was loved ones
oh mother f-ckin’ well
couple years ago
was homeless & broke
i’m doing swell
better than ever
weathered the storm
the weight lifted off shoulders
feeling light as a feather
my reign coming together
please don’t duck
or grab your umbrella
want you to feel
how i won’t let up
(now, keep it rollin’)

[subhook: jonathan]
(yea right there)
clockin’ off that porch
(yeaaaa, hahaha)
knew my time was comin’
don’t know where i’m goin’
but i’m just floatin’
tickin’ clocks
will never stop
for no man
so even when you die
the show keeps rollin’

- jonathan nconlyhope

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