Running the Clock Songtext
von Gregg Allen
Running the Clock Songtext
Walking the streets of New Orleans
I see these trumpet players, tuba players, drummers
On a street corner, tapping their feet
Bobbing their heads to the words that we breathe
′Cause no matter what they say, this is our world
We come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game's over, we just running the clock down
Started at the bottom, now we making it hotter
Call it what you want, but we raking in dollars
No need to flaunt, ain′t no trick in the parlor
Keep my fam with me, blood thicker than water
That's right, so inspired and wide
You see the boulevard, it really come alive at night
So fly with the bars like a line outside
And there is, 'cause we keep it popping all night
No matter what they say, this is our world
We come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game′s over, we just running the clock down
No matter what they say, this is our world
Come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game′s over, we just running the clock down
'Cause ever since we stepped into it
Got the depth, what′s the next step? Guess he knew it
Popping and shaking, you copping this bacon
We cooking it, don't it smell nice when you look in it?
So action packed right at this moment
Yeah, got that school and diploma
Overachiever, flow over heaters
Rule over readers, digest these sneakers, man
No matter what they say, this is our world
We come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game′s over, we just running the clock down
No matter what they say, this is our world
Come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game's over, we just running the clock down
Bada bing, bada boom, watch the money flood the room
It′s like monsoon season
But if you believe in what we believe in
There's no reason that both our teams can't be eating
But if you don′t, you do gotta eat
That′s why it's like, it′s either you or it's me
And track records show, we gon′ get it
So sit back, listen to the horns, they're quite copacetic, man
This is our world
I see these trumpet players, tuba players, drummers
On a street corner, tapping their feet
Bobbing their heads to the words that we breathe
′Cause no matter what they say, this is our world
We come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game's over, we just running the clock down
Started at the bottom, now we making it hotter
Call it what you want, but we raking in dollars
No need to flaunt, ain′t no trick in the parlor
Keep my fam with me, blood thicker than water
That's right, so inspired and wide
You see the boulevard, it really come alive at night
So fly with the bars like a line outside
And there is, 'cause we keep it popping all night
No matter what they say, this is our world
We come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game′s over, we just running the clock down
No matter what they say, this is our world
Come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game′s over, we just running the clock down
'Cause ever since we stepped into it
Got the depth, what′s the next step? Guess he knew it
Popping and shaking, you copping this bacon
We cooking it, don't it smell nice when you look in it?
So action packed right at this moment
Yeah, got that school and diploma
Overachiever, flow over heaters
Rule over readers, digest these sneakers, man
No matter what they say, this is our world
We come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game′s over, we just running the clock down
No matter what they say, this is our world
Come from the bottom, now we all swerve
Keep it locked down, this is ours now
Game's over, we just running the clock down
Bada bing, bada boom, watch the money flood the room
It′s like monsoon season
But if you believe in what we believe in
There's no reason that both our teams can't be eating
But if you don′t, you do gotta eat
That′s why it's like, it′s either you or it's me
And track records show, we gon′ get it
So sit back, listen to the horns, they're quite copacetic, man
This is our world
Writer(s): Nik Kleverov, Paul Lenart, Gregg Andrew Allen, Bill Novick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
