NITTY SCOTT – “Flower Child” feat. Kendrick Lamar Official Music Video
Nitty Scott, MC is in full Bohemian bloom as she travels the “secret garden” in her mind in the official music video for “Flower Child” featuring Kendrick Lamar. This visual was fully funded through 151 generous backers and fans who contributed to Nitty’s successful Kickstarter campaign. Salute to them for supporting independent hip-hop!
Directed by: Anthony Sylvester (@CUTSDATFLO) & LPZ Media (@LPZMedia)
Cinematography: Anthony DeRose
Song produced by: Paul Boogie (@MONKEYSuncl)
Styling/Wardrobe provided by: Abena Ansah (@QueenOfBena) & Fatima F. at Sewing Stardom (@Fatima_FF)
Hair by: Cicely Wheeler (@_SassyStylez)
Make-up by: Damaris Santana (@damarisMUA)
Pardon my Bohemian ways I know I act like I be stuck in a Bohemian daze You said you love me, so don't rush me Love is patient and now you gotta trust me To take form, like the canvas of the Grand Canyon Product of a beautiful storm or an unborn Carried just below the heart Quietly preparing for his start Let me Michelangelo my Sistine Chapel You know they say Rome wasn't built in a day And diamonds need a while before they hit the display So I guess I see myself in a similar way I'm paced, like my momma in the kitchen whipping Always mixing up and fixing Begged her for a taste and she said it wasn't ready She stir it up slow and she cook it up steady This is not a race track, living in the ASAP I'm just trying to do it justice when it play back Sometimes I gotta stall the BPM So I can weave these dreams and polish up these gems In the end, I got love for the show biz But sometimes you gotta stop and smell the roses Keeping up with the Kardashians and Joneses Nah, I take my time and compose this They say greatness get better with time They say concrete roses hard to find Sit inside my room, and let these thoughts bloom It's a secret garden in my mind Flower child Okay, buffering, creativity suffering When you bustlin' hustlin' for the numbers and You missed the journey if you climbed too fast The beauty of the struggle when it comes to pass Amateurs swear they need a balancer I want that legendary like excalibur Chasing calibers liberated as a bachelor Traveler, never falling victim to these calendars Rough draft after rough draft No staff, perfecting on my abstract craft And now they calling me celebrity Only thing I give a damn about is my integrity They play the game like checkers when I'm talking bout chess Tryna do more when I'm talking bout less, I stress Quantity ain't always quality So let me formulate my prophecy When the lights get low and you notice I am the sun The winter time was snow but only little you know I will still breathe, give me the keys I'm resuscitating the game, see me in CPR My name is a gun cocked, gun shot Dead and I won't stop Gun cocked, gun shot Head in a pine box With a dozen roses, hold this with a gift card Gun cocked, gun shot Flowers on your momma's yard They say greatness get better with time They say concrete roses hard to find Sit inside my room, and let these thoughts bloom It's a secret garden in my mind Flower child So why expedite my prime? See I'm just a lilac tied to the earth Exuding the fragrance of light and birth So respect my photosynthesis My petals, my stems, full of nourishing flow You thought this was a love song, but no I just need you to let me grow
This is one of those i know no one knows and I don't wanna share it… its just my little secret song and I can listen to it and just zone out in a bliss
someone please make a trend on tiktok out of this song so it goes viral, it needs to be known by everyone
Pardon my Bohemian ways
I know I act like I be stuck in a Bohemian daze
You said you love me, so don't rush me
Love is patient and now you gotta trust me
To take form, like the canvas of the Grand Canyon
Product of a beautiful storm or an unborn
Carried just below the heart
Quietly preparing for his start
Let me Michelangelo my Sistine Chapel
You know they say Rome wasn't built in a day
And diamonds need a while before they hit the display
So I guess I see myself in a similar way
I'm paced, like my momma in the kitchen whipping
Always mixing up and fixing
Begged her for a taste and she said it wasn't ready
She stir it up slow and she cook it up steady
This is not a race track, living in the ASAP
I'm just trying to do it justice when it play back
Sometimes I gotta stall the BPM
So I can weave these dreams and polish up these gems
In the end, I got love for the show biz
But sometimes you gotta stop and smell the roses
Keeping up with the Kardashians and Joneses
Nah, I take my time and compose this
They say greatness get better with time
They say concrete roses hard to find
Sit inside my room, and let these thoughts bloom
It's a secret garden in my mind
Flower child
Okay, buffering, creativity suffering
When you bustlin' hustlin' for the numbers and
You missed the journey if you climbed too fast
The beauty of the struggle when it comes to pass
Amateurs swear they need a balancer
I want that legendary like excalibur
Chasing calibers liberated as a bachelor
Traveler, never falling victim to these calendars
Rough draft after rough draft
No staff, perfecting on my abstract craft
And now they calling me celebrity
Only thing I give a damn about is my integrity
They play the game like checkers when I'm talking bout chess
Tryna do more when I'm talking bout less, I stress
Quantity ain't always quality
So let me formulate my prophecy
When the lights get low and you notice I am the sun
The winter time was snow but only little you know
I will still breathe, give me the keys
I'm resuscitating the game, see me in CPR
My name is a gun cocked, gun shot
Dead and I won't stop
Gun cocked, gun shot
Head in a pine box
With a dozen roses, hold this with a gift card
Gun cocked, gun shot
Flowers on your momma's yard
They say greatness get better with time
They say concrete roses hard to find
Sit inside my room, and let these thoughts bloom
It's a secret garden in my mind
Flower child
So why expedite my prime?
See I'm just a lilac tied to the earth
Exuding the fragrance of light and birth
So respect my photosynthesis
My petals, my stems, full of nourishing flow
You thought this was a love song, but no
I just need you to let me grow
Love her talent. “Never let the motha fuckin masses control me.” No one can do what she does. Stay real NittyMC.
She might be the least aggressive female rapper I ever heard
How am I just hearing this o.0 ?
Puerto Rico!
This is one of those i know no one knows and I don't wanna share it… its just my little secret song and I can listen to it and just zone out in a bliss
Kendrick and his man talk didn't flow to me with the song. Ma you're in a league of your own.
One comment said she wore lingerie and that was sexy, classy, and feminine
Nitty Scott is my Summer 2019
its the dorothy ashby for me
She deserves more recognition
Came up on it wishing I was that flower child she rocks
https://youtu.be/cT8NHbs_a0g
Damn. Why the hell am I just discovering this song. The track is bananas. I love it!
incredible
NITTY SO PRETTY
That early 2010s underground hip hop sound.
This woman is so ridiculously underrated! She's the type that needs to rise and show young girls you can have a sick flow without being ho.
I can see why she famous her voice is hitting the body ain't bad either LOL great video