BClops

By BClops

Released on July 31, 2017

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[Verse 1]

Yo

I know

You haven't heard my name

But I'm in the game of self-promotion so I feel no shame

When I use it injudiciously

Spell it out explicitly

Implicitly complicit in soliciting felicity for me

The B-C-L-O-P

...S

B-C-L

O-P-S

A name that's ridiculous and I wear it nonetheless

Just a nerd rockin shirt and tie and sweatervest

Got no groupies to impress and no honeys to undress

That's why I feel no stress

Get it off my chest and spit so easily

MCs see me then start lookin in their mirrors queasily

Puttin pen to paper pad, I'm tempted to say screw it

Push on through it, do it, knew I grew it

Harvest and review it

Chew it, brew it, turnin what comes natural into magic like a druid

Spittin hotter fire than a dragon drinkin lighter fluid


[Hook]

Who Clops? Me Clops

The B-C-L-O-P Clops

I kick it from the treetops

Even if my beat drops

Who Clops? Me Clops

The B-C-L-O-P Clops

I kick it

Even if my beat drops


[Verse 2]

See the stage is like a stagecoach; I'm stickin it up

First I drop a fat beat and then I'm pickin it up

And I thicken it up, while you lickin it up

Everybody feel your heart rate quickenin up

Rippin page after page like I'm Chuck Dickens and stuff

Face smooth 'cause I never nick it while I'm Bic-in it up

No one backin me up

Every track that I cut

I'm alone in the zone

I'm alone in the mud

I'm alone

When the going gets rough

Face turn red, huff and puff

Grit my teeth, suck it up

And keep pushing 'cause fuck

Like Aladdin, I'm knee-deep in this rough

Spittin licks so thick, so quick and sick

That kickin it's enough

To be


[Hook]

Me Clops, the BClops

Say count 'em up to three Clops

Name you won't forget and with a flow this wet

Best get mops

Who Clops? Me Clops

The B-C-L-O-P Clops

I kick it

Even if my beat drops


[Verse 3]

Underestimators, haters

Circling like alligators

Snappin at my detonator

Hopin that I'll cave or crater

All these self-fellators

Playin dress-up think they gladiators

Bringin in the beef

Like they're waiters catering a Seder

With my words I'll slay you

McDonald's fish fillet you

Sautee you, flambe you

Bro I'll flay you and display you

I don't have to hate you to retaliate and separate you

Flagellate, decapitate you

Uncreate you, straight evaporate you

Everybody celebratin

Your belated devastation

Cheerin this abomination

Facin total ruination

Cut short like abbreviation

Payin for your deviation

Prayin for alleviation

Way too late, I'm outta patience

Shoulda thought of that before

When you said you wanted war

Now I'm huffin and I'm puffin

And I'm blowin down your door

Someone call the doctor

Someone call the cops

You mess with B

You get the Clops