Second Hand's Tick - 137: 노래 가사, 뮤직 비디오 및 콘서트

Second Hand's Tick

5Hip-Hop/Rap2020

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Second Hand's Tick은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2020년 5월 15일일에 Dream Sower Records에서 발매되었습니다.Bloody Provenance - EP

앨범Bloody Provenance - EP

2020년 5월 15일

라벨Dream Sower Records

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Ticky ticky tock goes the clock

Walk fast like a hawk flies fast

See the second hand pass

Do you really not see

Father Fate is truly crass, yeah

He's the kind of brother that'll interrupt Mass

I'm 5'10" but I got good posture

I was bred a hunter, not a vulture

I use all my ken for the culture

For what's another river 'thout the moisture

I must say I'm

Rigid like I'm Young Modulus

I, shoot I don't miss

I, see target's fate

I, know beast to sate

I, see it's hard for a lot of brothers to relate

Not going for the check, going for the mate

Only so long, you can be a sunflower

Then you gotta bear fruit, or cower, it's true

Only so long, you ensconce in the tower

Then you gotta cast your locks down in the mire

Short life of movement

Is sweeter

Than long life

Of stagnancy

So I will keep moving

Even if nigh drowning within the sea

Ticky ticky tock goes the clock

Walk fast like a hawk flies fast

See the second hand pass

Do you really not see

Father Fate is truly crass, yeah

He's the kind of brother that'll interrupt Mass

I'm 5'10" but I got good posture

I was bred a hunter, not a vulture

I use all my ken for the culture

For what's another river 'thout the moisture

Oftentimes I find it hard to mop my own kitchen

'Cause when I look into the glass I don't see my reflection

I see another brother with encumbrance on his back

Like I'm wading in the murky waters awaiting a shark attack

I could sell ice to an eskimo

Making humid raps dripping with the flow

Flying with the crow

On my shoulder

I'm a climber

Life's a boulder

I'm a suitcase

You're a folder

I'm a dirigible

Individual so likely to rise

'Cause he's seminal

It's almost criminal

Crafting the rhymes that I do

Whilst being so far from ephemeral

I go straight on red

'Cause through I keep my head

I rather wash up dead

Than write my runes abed

I'll pick He every single time over lead

And watch where my feet in the snake pit tread

Ticky ticky tock goes the clock

Walk fast like a hawk flies fast

See the second hand pass

Do you really not see

Father Fate is truly crass, yeah

He's the kind of brother that'll interrupt Mass

I pick up my pen

So words can get dancing

I am the poacher

You keep on prancing

Give you the Maxim

But I guarantee I'm still advancing

Many a maxim

Making, even though the pen is taxing

I, must—my ken—relay

Cry, 'cause life's whip does flay

Why, have I chosen this rough way

'Cause I get my fix from the truth I say

Written by: Alejandro Carrizosa Grant

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