AGAINST THE CLØCK Lyrics

Been about it

They bent the truth

I've been bounded by dense abuse

I'm surrounded by friends

But few of them know of my debts

I choose to hold my hopes up

I like the suspense

Never fold up

My intent was to glow up at your expense

Still tipping, I'm gripping the rhythm

Re-living the wickedness

Still having hard times

Need all the focus on this shit

I cannot afford to do all of this part time

Bitch, I am finding the times do get rough

But I try to construct a divine use of drugs

In my mind, run amok on the grind

I could ride through the rush in the cut

The fuck?

Yeah, you got hustle

But your music sucks

Yeah, I might struggle

But I won't give up

Need a bitch with a nice bubble butt

Subtle, but evident

So I could cuddle up and that's a preference

Preface this trouble by bursting your bubble

On purpose

I'll humble you serpents who scuffle

Certainly coupled these words

With a couplet to earn what I covet

Busted, never mind, fuck it

I'm disgusted, every line crushes

Like the grudges

I've been flushing all these drugs quick

Can't function with your dumb shit

Been bunched in with these fuckheads

I'm always sad, I've become stressed

So tragic, I must sketch

And rap till I'm struck dead

Time is my ally

Time is my enemy

Time and time again

I always tend to forget these things

All this for the better things

See what the weather brings

Like depression

Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

Time is my ally

Time is my enemy

Time and time again

I always tend to forget these things

All this for the better things

See what the weather brings

Like depression

Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

Fall on the floor, my heart is torn

Belong in an ill asylum

Still beside victims

I'm feeling violent

Psilocybin, I feel ignited

With the diction, instilled through silence

Don't make a difference what anyone thinks

On a mission to fulfill the love that I link

Sync both the beat and the lyrics

I dream of a spirit, it seems

It appears to be weird, yeah I fear it

I hear it at night

But I cannot decide

Try to go sink in these drugs

Like a deadbeat

Just let me descend, leave already

Heavy hearted artist

Definitely hard

Ever seemed departed

Wretched and charred, a target

I'm destined to starve

And resent the catharsis

I'll harvest new hope

Harping on karma, self harming my soul

So I have armored my ardor

To sparkle these flows

Does it all startle the hoes?

When I start to expose

All of the awful

And hostile old comments they wrote

On the flows hot as tropical coasts

I'm a chronic impulsive

Won't ponder your bullshit

No time to oppose it, I must stay focused

Time is my ally

Time is my enemy

Time and time again

I always tend to forget these things

All this for the better things

See what the weather brings

Like depression

Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

Time is my ally

Time is my enemy

Time and time again

I always tend to forget these things

All this for the better things

See what the weather brings

Like depression

Pressure and static gets oh so dramatic