Pre-verse 1:
Diesel walk into the club tell your next of kin
You can feel the bass bumpin’ all upon your skin
When they throw my tape on, i’m the first to grin
Go on and hit the rewind so i can start again
Verse 1:
I forgot to ask your family been
Haven’t seen them m#th*rf#ck*rs since we left berlin
Yeah they ask about my music, i say where to begin
No copying other artists it’s all straight from within
First-time visit? welcome to my audition
Sign a deal just to drop without obtaining permission
Mad i got a vision, coulda been an optician
Do i really gotta die to get people to listen?
If you ask me, i’d say you’re in for a treat
Stank look on your face, bob your head to the beat
I’m ready for a war pull the sword out the sheath
Tryna get my numbers up is like pulling some teeth
Stuffing a fat cone, smoke it up into the stars
If i ever make it, best admire from afar
Life would be much different if i never worked for gar
Drop a couple albums-dip out for some r&r
If you got some homies, put em on to me
Put em on, put em on, put em on, put em on
Say some that’s gonna spark their curiosity
Put em on, put em on, put em on, put em on
If you got some homies, put em on to me
Put em on, put em on, put em on, put em on
If they don’t like it i appreciate the honesty
Movin’ on, movin’ on, movin’ on, movin’ on
Verse 2:
Bump a song for a second, start calling it mid
Never drop one again, oh sh#t i already did
Making music for myself so i always win
See some people walking by and i’m drawing em in
Once i blow the chance they’ll leave my #ss marooned
Yeah i’m grateful for advice, but it depends from whom
Little timmy said he doesn’t really like my tunes
I’ll be in the other room, just dressing my wounds
Won’t call myself the best, but i know i’m the baddest
I like to take some t-breaks, but my timing sporadic
Keep improving on the mic but my growth remains static
No skel-ees in my closet keep em up in the attic
Searching for whos next, checking crannies and nooks
Everybody earns a shot but i deserve a second look
I’m like a coat rack the way i’m getting people hooked
Peep my estimated value in the kelley blue book
If you got some homies, put em on to me
Put em on, put em on, put em on, put em on
Say some that’s gonna spark their curiosity
Put em on, put em on, put em on, put em on
If you got some homies, put em on to me
Put em on, put em on, put em on, put em on
If they don’t like it i appreciate the honesty
Movin’ on, movin’ on, movin’ on, movin’ on
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Diesel Clockwork Lyrics – Put Em On