The Clock

Verse 1:
She looked me dead in the eyes with a stare I’d never seen/And said I know you love me but this music’s your everything/And as that heavy stream came down like a pouring raining pouring guillotine/And I watched kill me inside I died I swear l feel that scene/Almost everyday, hey, and that’s why I/Rise early up with the early sunrise/Put my grind down on that 9 to 5/Come home and rhyme them lines in the night/Cause if I slow down I’get caught up/Bottle and the barstool stopped me once/And I don’t wanna be on the other side of tomorrow hollerin out that that clock won/So fuck that/Those hands of time/I bust at, I handle mine/Romanticized, by bumped tracks/Never really was a man of God/Now I count them hours, 16 bars are the minutes I slay/Time to watch me clockin in fuck watchin’ the this clock just tick away, so hey…

Hilsyde (hook):
Turn, turn, turn
Ain’t got no more time no
Turn, turn, turn
Gave a lot to be here so I can’t keep running
Turn, turn, turn
It’s all I’ve ever wanted
Turn, turn, turn
But all the hands keep on doing is turn…

Verse 2:
And I’m looking at my watch like I’m looking at these days/Second hands tick tock and I make time stop on this stage/And just freeze, I’m frozen in that moment where I don’t ask/Where I’m goin, what I’m seein’, I just know that if I pull back/And I them hands flyin’ with me they uplift me all the same/When they listening shit I fit between and how quick the scene can change/Ain't no forgettin me, cuz it’s within me, and it sticks in me in my veins/That’s where it stays, until it sickens me, and I’m sick of these mixtapes/And I can’t do this shit no more, cuz I done drained it all that I have/And this game will claim my brain from all them things it never gave back/Like them dollars, hours, sleepless nights and life that I have poured/Fuck all that, the day I die is the day that clock wins that war, now slow down…

I thought I told you, just how much I love this
Time’s the only thing I count cause age is but a number
And I’m moving like my second hands are the only thing I heard
I’m over all my reprimands, and all I wanna do is just turn…

Hilsyde (hook):
Turn, turn, turn
Ain’t got no more time
Turn, turn, turn
Gave a lot to be here so I can’t keep running
Turn, turn, turn
It’s all I’ve ever wanted
Turn, turn, turn
But all the hands keep on doing is turn…

Turn, turn, turn
Ain’t got no more time
Turn, turn, turn
Gave a lot to be here so I can’t keep running
Turn, turn, turn
It’s all I’ve ever wanted
Turn, turn, turn
But all the hands keep on doing is turn…