Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting
Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living
Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block
I been bout keepin my dreams alive man, workin round the clock/
Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop
They say time is money, well i'm paid around the clock/
Always on time bout to clock tricks,
And shrimp might run and tell the pigs
Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am
And they respect that, say that i'm real man
The clock is still racing
Your eyes are amazing
Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock
Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop
Punch the clock, click the pen
Flyer then the rest of them
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