Kounter Klockwize

[Verse 1]
Don’t overthink it, sometimes you gotta feel it
Go with the vibes and flow with the feeling
That Mary J. Blige, hip-hop soul essence
Type of records that’ll get you performing in Essence
Case you didn’t catch it, you’re now rocking with a legend
All these other rappers that’s professing is [?]
Savant, the true and living’s champion of rhythm
I hit ‘em with venom from fangs that appears [?]
Then I’m back in the stu, making the new
Thinking to do things no one’ll think I’ma do
The spirit of Waterbed Hev that never left
It’s clear what he brought is still here and never dead
So rock with it like we in the ‘90s again
I rewind the hands of time when you put the tape in
And this ain’t an album, this is a statement
So listen carefully to what I’m saying

[Hook]
And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

[Verse 2]
I connect people like hashtags with mad tracks
Oaktown to Baghdad and pass France
My fans say O ain’t on that trap trash, who do bad rap, giving us a bad rap
Do your thing, feed your family
But at the same time, recognize how we touch humanity
How we lose Prince and rap is still on that vanity?
Sounding like you 6, these kids ain’t understanding me
Disconnected, divided by the frequencies that they sneak in beats, feeding sheep frequently
Freak with me and tell me if you hear it
Tell me, isn’t it apparent? I’m serious with lyrics
Can’t get with them synonyms ‘cause I’m the antonym
That’s why I’m getting love from your aunt and them
Counterclockwise to the hip-hop
‘90s and it won’t stop, I’m rewinding the clock
Like

[Hook]
And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

[Verse 3]
You are not gonna see many hop on the keys and at the same time jot it like me, I’m a beast
Genre-less, the rapper that y’all will miss when I leave but I’ll still be here, I’m timeless
These other guys beepers, ‘bout to meet the reaper
I would warn ‘em, but am I my brother’s keeper?
No sir, I be quick to post a meme up like chicks with they gifts of chicks sipping a teacup
My feet up like a crucified Jesus
Your man say I ain’t the stuff, baby, he suss
It’s a thin line between love and hate
And he love Savant but just don’t wanna say
I’m his idol, idle me? Yes of course, everyday because I do me on the m-i-c
And they love who I am, I see, too many clones sitting in my seat, see?

[Hook]
And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock

And the beat goes, and the beat goes on
So you know I try to keep it going
I’ma put it on
I’ma put it on
Yes, I put it on
To the tick tock, turning back the hands of the clock