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Clocks
22
Hip-Hop/Rap
Clocks è stato pubblicato il 8 agosto 2025 da Mobstyle Music come parte dell'album Clocks - Single
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Data di uscita8 agosto 2025
EtichettaMobstyle Music
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM86

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bukshot
Bukshot
Performer
Jarren Benton
Jarren Benton
Performer
Stevie Stone
Stevie Stone
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Producer
Robert Rebeck
Robert Rebeck
Producer

Testi

Ugh, I'm a menace, stuck on the train, let's talk business (Ha)
Hostile takeover, we did it, I'm in the Guinness
Know some sharpshooters (uhh), they attracted to all your penance (Uh huh)
Lick you up or watch, they livid in city limits
Now pay attention (huh), honorable mention, the Glock shift in the dolo mission (Uh huh)
Stevie here pitchin', I'm on the mound, come mow the dishin'
Now listen, I'm rappin', these **** vicious (Ha)
**** is bitches, there's no convincin' they came up missin'
Nah! Forgive 'em, they know not what they do (Ha)
I'm a veteran, letterman, bitch, I'm way better than you (Uh huh)
I'm the cream of the crop from the back of the block to the booth (Yeah)
Gettin' caught up in this bitch and I'm breakin' it down in twos (Huh)
I know you **** heard the click-clocks (clocks), you see this Rollie don't tick tock (Ha)
I'm in the moonrocks and I can take you to the boondocks (Uh huh)
A country **** but I'm up top, Bukshot
Forgive them, they know not what they deal with
But I've been sent to cleanse them, so now we on some real shit, time to clean clocks now
I'm not sad, look at this smile, why y'all mad? Why so foul?
What's that? Why so wild? Click clack, 'bout to clean clocks now
Grandfather clock tick-tockin' in the background (Tick tock)
Fingers tellin' me to spit and put the smack down (Uh)
Bars like candy, someone pass a napkin (Come on)
Blood on your face, I mean chocolate, what happened? (What?)
Better clean yo act up, you're tarnishin' your legacy (Damn)
I can hear the laughter, disconnect from ketamine (Whoo)
Scared to poke the bear, they're cordially offendin' me (Grr!)
Painfully aware, in my zone on a cleansin' spree
I don't really think it's a good idea (no) pullin' up on a tank in a little old Kia (Uh uh)
Last bastion of hope, spitters smashin', attackin' (Yeah)
With smoke, ready lights, camera, action
Don't fool with a behemoth with the mental of a kraken (Uh uh)
Come up underneath you, dawg, your plan is see-through
I'll eat you verbally, break them down certainly
Come embrace the pit of your demise inadvertently
Forgive them, they know not what they deal with
But I've been sent to cleanse them, so now we on some real shit, time to clean clocks now
I'm not sad, look at this smile, why y'all mad? Why so foul?
What's that? Why so wild? Click clack, 'bout to clean clocks now
Yeah! To the opps, tick tock, it's time to clean these ****' clock
I took the scenic 'round the block, I thought I seen 'em by the spot (There he go)
I've been schemin', I've been dreamin' 'bout the day I get the drop (Yeah)
It's time to pop up on these ****, leave 'em sleepin' in a box
I'm sporadic as Kanye West, pistol tucked in my Sunday's best (What up?)
These **** bitches and I'm unimpressed, it's only love when it's someone's death
The shade cozy up to someone's flesh, I sleep 'til no one's left
War paint covers my face, I show 'em no grace, just torment and hate
Harder drugs make me orbit in space
I pray when I perish that The Lord won't avoid an embrace
I DoorDash the beef to **** who ordered the steaks (Ayy)
Yeah, I clean clocks with no WD, just a 40, RIP, that's for fuckin' with me (Blaow)
Father forgive 'em for they know not what they do
It's The Boogeyman Benton, that's why I got these **** spooked
Forgive them, they know not what they deal with
But I've been sent to cleanse them, so now we on some real shit, time to clean clocks now
I'm not sad, look at this smile, why y'all mad? Why so foul?
What's that? Why so wild? Click clack, 'bout to clean clocks now
Written by: Tim Carl Kalbfleisch
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