Click Lyrics

Imagine a kid with no hope for the future they called him a loser

Imagine a weapon imprisoned inside and he knows how to use it

Imagine a victim all broken and goin' to face the abuser

Remember the name when he's going insane while he's making a statement

Stomping on the pavement like

What maybe works for you doesn't do it for me

I told em' I ain't in the mood why'd they do this to me?

Stick me out upon a stage when they know I'm horrified

That if I I let the demon out he'd be immortalized

What maybe stuck for you doesn't stick to me

Smoke and mirror I don't d*** around with trickery

What maybe clicks for you doesn't click for me

Don't ever let em tell you who you are or who you're fit to be

No climb out the whole I told ya

I'm a soldier on a roll the poster child for goals

I keep it cold and frozen

Lock me up and strap the Beats on me, nasty

Give me that

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Boy I'm nasty give me that

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From the backseat need to hear a

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Go and ask me what's it take to get up on a level where you wanna hear that metal go

Click click

Boy I'm nasty give me that

Click click

From the backseat need to hear a

Click click

Go and ask me what's it take to get up on a level where you wanna hear that metal go

I'm taking up these matters in my own hands

I'm Andre like I'm Long Beach to Rosecrans

So stand up

This the pledge of allegiance so believe it I'ma need to see them hands to the ceilings

Wow that singer guy started rapping had to map it out

The tempo gonna let it go screaming to the crowd

This is my outlet I don't really need to pout or talk about it

They always doubted

Coming with the Batman flow

Gunnin' with the mad ammo

No tip like the Black Arrow

Still alone (Stalone) with the ghat Rambo

Spit lyrical ammunition

Set the mark high coming with a mans ambition

Sacrifice these G.O.A.T's like it is tradition

Stand back open up your eyes and witness

Turn the speakers up

Lace the sneakers up

Load the heater up give me that click

Bout to beat it up

Needing to speed it up

Fitting to heat it up give me that click

Comin' with that Rick Grimes Walking Dead machete flow

Stabbing all these zombies in the head they already know

Idea after idea I be up to the AM

Read up on that subpoena I'll be up so just say when

I'm showing up ready with my headphones

Be pouring out my heart and soul until my headstone

They can't touch me in the booth it's a dead zone

Just tell me when, count me in baby, feed me that beat I'm needing that

Click click

Boy I'm nasty give me that

Click click

From the backseat need to hear a

Click click

Go and ask me what's it take to get up on a level where you wanna hear that metal go

Click click

Boy I'm nasty give me that

Click click

From the backseat need to hear a

Click click

Go and ask me what's it take to get up on a level where you wanna hear that metal go