Clock keeps tickin
it's not thinkin he is so tired
Blocked he is feeling caught up
it is so weired
Oh shyt, it's a wake up call it's no dream
But he aint even afraid at all of grim ripper
He drowns deeper n deeper
But he doesn't swim
Though he is a good swimmer
He ain't the one who plans to die
but he is dying
He faints on the ground still lies
that he aint falling
Nobody comes to help him out get up coz
Tragedy is that he pretends
that he's flying high
People wanna point finger at him
either ways
Anyways thats the way we do
he aint got no clue
They wanna stick to him like a glue
when they need him
Thats true!
Wanna screw him through
each possible way
But just show that they pray
for his good
Wanna pretend lil bit
of brotherhood
He been buyin his own food
even though he is rappin now
He has got hell lotta foes
who are tryna trap him now
But the thing is that he aint afraid
Coz he doesn't live on their bread!
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