Clock on the wall keeps away I've got to go, but I'd love to
Yo I've walkin' round in the streets of these cities I've flipped a few whiskies, I've rode a few I made a few dollars, I bought a few I popped a few then rocked a few models
I've a few buttons, left all you cats guessing It's Whedo Garcia, bia, who you I'm effervescent, 'bout to blessings I had to Whitey, word to the almighty
I'm made and I'm custom fitted Can't none of cats do it like I did it I come sing it, I might come spit it And if you take it, try to come get it You'll get wig splitted, get your grill busted I'm like the Beastie Boys were still dusted
Clock on the wall keeps away A tock and you don't stop got to go, but I'd love to stay A tock and you don't quit, hit it
Clock on the keeps ticking away A tick tock and you stop I've got to go, but I'd to stay A tock tick and you quit, hit it
Yo, off the dummy's instrumental, I spit heavy Never been from the ghetto, keep it mad Caninite devil, Caucasoid Add some bass, add some treble, and up my level
mad motherfuckers done bit my steeze And the game has got like dogs got fleas And all you dick riders get up off your Drinkers turn your bottles up, smokers burn your
your A B C's, mind your P's and Q's Fuck around, get shot up, up on the news Yo, Whedo Garcia, he a singin' the blues Rockin' shiney jewels and brand new shoes
I love my 'cause she ain't raised no fools My golden rule is stay the tool What you to your people's comes back on you know when the grim reaper wants to rendezvous, it's like
Clock on the keeps ticking away A tick and you don't stop I've got to go, but I'd to stay A tock tick and you quit, hit it
on the wall keeps ticking away A tick and you don't stop I've got to go, but I'd love to A tock tick and you quit, hit it
I hear mad say they're ready to die Acting like they care but I swear they lie Tell you now if had to look death in the eye They beg and they and they scream and they cry
the reaper calls, ya all will fall Ya all will when the reaper calls When the reaper calls, ya all fall Ya all will fall when the reaper
I hear a lot of motherfuckers say down for the kill Most of them are clowns but they swear they will Spend a lot of time being down, keepin' it But I pay more attention to the ones keep still
Ya all will fall the reaper calls When the calls, ya all will fall Ya all will when the reaper calls When the calls, ya all will fall
Clock on the wall ticking away A tick tock and you stop got to go, but I'd love to stay A tock tick and you quit, hit it
Clock on the wall keeps ticking A tick tock and you don't got to go, but I'd love to stay A tock and you don't quit, hit it