Clockwork Massacre Lyrics

Tryna beat the clock

Duckin' stops

Wreckin' plots

Hundred shots

(Hundred shots)

Let 'em knock huh

Back

Run it back, yeah

Make 'em mad

Laugh yeah y'all make me laugh

When I hear your raps okay I'm

Chosen by Moses to go the wrong way

Roses for these rodents that crawl the hall ways

Face it, bitch you ain't shit

Eat the pavement

Tossin' all of my problems down in my basement fuck

(Ha I'm in a Mercedes with no plate

Yuh I'm lookin for the pearly gates)

Tryna beat the clock

Duckin' stops

Wreckin' plots

Hundred shots

(Hundred shots)

Let 'em knock huh

Back

Run it back, yeah

Make 'em mad

Laugh yeah y'all make me laugh

When I hear your raps okay I'm

Livin' in a man made matrix, bend backwards from shots of agents, yeah

Vengin' the chapters that slash me half in this tragedy

Grab my gun, stay tucked, get buck

They say something, get fucked

Head down low, they know that I

Took the red pill and I ain't ever goin home

Yuh, I ain't ever goin home

Aye

Watch me paint my thoughts with lead

Let 'em rest

Stop the spread yeah

Take a breath and let the ego find it's death yeah

Wait what you said, you think you fuckin' with my throne

Watch your tone and shut your mouth before I put you in there ground

Yeah I crave

All these stains

On my skin

They give me grit

So now I ride around town with the windows up

Lights on dim, sleeves rolled up

Down to the wire, brace my tires for the

Barbwire sirens that spike my mind I

Feed the pale fog in the rear, yeah

See the black hearse in the mirror

Will I pull the lever of the e-brakes or

Hit 'em with a u-turn, only time will tell