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find, hurt but never cry I work and forever try but I'm cursed, so never mind And it's worse but better times seem further and beyond The top gets higher the more
Un, deux, trois Turn it up a little bit Bang, bang, bang Feathers, I'm plucking feathers One by one, by one No more skylarking around my head Your information
ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock
fore i pick her up Its 8 o clock now we dating, inevitably dudes be hating but i... i still gotta flaunt my chick I laugh, no surprise that they want my chick Shes... more
and I can't face defeat I did it all in a week Still incomplete as I stand on my feet It take a lot to still dance to the beat Skin more cold and callous
can't face defeat (nope) I did it all in a week still incomplete as I stand on my feet it take a lot to still dance to the beat skin more cold and callous
Its 5 o clock in the morning and the rising sun wakes me Im Laying in a bed with a girl that dont belong to me And she Whispers Come on my Darling lets
Ah! Oh Spoken: Y?know this feels good right now Yeah? I?m just trynna?let off some steam B. Cox: Let?s go Nicole (sung): It?s a Friday, the clock
like pickin' up my phone So leave a message at the tone 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything Alarm clocks ringing, I swear it never stops Sleep a couple more
he understand the clock will never rewind Wisen him and sharpen him and give him a motto Hate no more, said he must hate no more You see the daylight
he understand the clock will never rewind Wisen him and sharpen him and give him a motto hate no more, said he must hate no more You see the daylight
clouds on fire We're tight rope walkin' and the world's the wire Remember kissin' on Broadway, you die I was bein' your baby and tickin' and tockin' your clock
life Saving a nice old man and his wife When their house is filled with flames Earning him honor and fame Jacques Lamure is a foreman at a clock factory
rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks
cane Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name Fresh sneakers, silk shirts, 24-7 work Nine to five to survive, you gotta be a jerki I clock two grand
diss a fool Wack rappers sellin out urge me to pull tools For no reason Pop suckers hookin for hits like hoes skeezin Prostitutes that can't shoot, yet you clock
