Lyrics:
sure as God's hand and the tickin' of the clock
The lord's light'll shine under every slimy rock
Well last night I slept the sleep of fear
And I heard
lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is,
your rock so you can get some rest
Steady as the hands on a clock tick by
Steady as a metronome keeping the time
Steady as this heart beatin’ in my
you down
Rick Ross be the boss in the Phantom and all
Got round the clock rocks, spring, winter, and fall
Some of y'all might call me crazy
But
I put the wrist in the pot (pot)
I had to seize the lot
Tick tock, bitch still on the clock now go get that money for daddy
Whip rocks, soon as my
the club at like 10 o'clock
And the spot is hot, blowin' up rooftops
This is Thursday night and the night is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun
lean lean
Tell em' I need two shots, by two o' clock
Plus that adds about two thousand, two drops
Pull up with my crew, sinara
a care in the world
Rock around the clock, hickory dickory dock
Shout to B.I.G., 'Pac, L, Tah and Scott LaRock
I'm glad I made it to the Y2K
So what
(We must pay homage to him)
Ayo
Change of plans, AM to the PM clock been changing hands
Say that I look better, I suggest that you go change your
face
Once more I felt your embrace
Once more we spun around on this rock in space
Is this our place
Is this our place
The script's been written
Remember days I had to do it by myself
You ain't going then I'm dolo shit oh well
Remember times I had to starve to see a meal
Now I'm up and bitch
out on my body clock (tick tock...)
Don’t leave me stuck waiting around inside
It won’t be long til the sun and moon collide
And reverberate (TONS
out on my body clock (tick tock...)
Don’t leave me stuck waiting around inside
It won’t be long til the sun and moon collide
And reverberate (TONS
This is my muh fucking house
Hey I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell
,shot me with Mercy on a clock who to blaim for dat/while I was hot agony around the block ,,just to top off the oops/ out to shop, how to pop how
said stop to the clocks
They make the shock come when I talk
I'm bold but not a rock, waiting for your love
Locked inside my thoughts, I've lost control
the jingle hop has begun
Giddy-up jingle horse, Pick up your Feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling beat
That's the jingle bell
That's
They shook me all night long, playing their hard-rock-song
For those about to rock, right around the clock
A guitar, drums, a voice and a bass
They
I've been thinking
That's dangerous
I've been thinking
Vibing
Of you and me
It's making me crazy
I've been spinning around my head
I've been
just kind of had to kick rocks
I just had to keep it on lock
I don't really want to flock
Level up get it by myself or not
I'm not looking at the score
seduction
Whoo-hoo, I’m a backdoor man
I give you all you need to make you satisfied
I’m gonna rock around the clock with you all night
I make
to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock I'm
kinda up
I cant spare none of you niggaz
I ran outta give a fuks
Why dey mad at me
It's cause I'm blessed and prayed up
On my moma a nigga play around
Statik Selektah fuck around, lay around
Shit done happen to the best
You are now witnessing a metamorphosis
Of a narcissist with a bizarre sickness
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