Jswiss - Clockwork lyrics

rate me

I grind like clockwork every time the Glock work

That’s not gonna stop work till I got dirt on my Oxford shit

And in my lungs, climbing past you awkward

Jerks on the wrongs with the wrong style

Yeah, you never seen it, blazing in your damn brain

Flow like anemic, shaving on an airplane

When they hit the turbulence, yeah, I came to murder shit

Oh, you got some herby shit, popping like I’m Kerby, bitch

Let me start this out with this cliché line

Time is money, money is time

That’s why a watch cost so much

And the hours that you work seem long as fuck

You saying you got plenty, let me call your bluff

You run out of both, you live long enough

Ain’t it funny the way we tryna make it last longer?

But when the clock is up, you’ll be six feet under

Who the hell is this calling me at 6:33 in the morning?

Damn, … bring another squad and we’re likely to send them crying home

Ok, sound of the season, I need to see the greatness

Reaping in these islands while a scarecrow grow out his fakeness

If I only had a brain then maybe I could be the greatest

… purposes inverting the flirting but put the flame to head

Just say goodnight and get respect, make sure you got your basics met

Man, in time write rhymes and follow through the end

Do what you do and with the best, keeping it real, pray for the rest

Excuse me but you know the path you’re taking ain’t the safest bet

But the way we’re going take too long and we ain’t really got it yet

I wish a teacher would tell me when I’m late for class

When I got weed to smoke here, some raps to crap

Sorry if I seem blunt but I ain’t seen it once

When in real life a paper help achieve what you want

So take your test, too, I don’t need that neither

These notes ain’t for you, look, this my next feature

But I’dda take that, agree, though, even though, man, it really ain’t me, though

Wake up outta your spell, we ain’t got no job

Got a career, eight years this clientele

It ain’t hard to think further …beast harder than earth

3207 that was the home base, case in the corner, I’m tryna find me my own cake

As the plans up to heaven …me and my compadres ‘bout to take over the world