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the clock is ticking - mista l lyrics

[verse 1: mista l]

thinking about death
’bout taking my last breath
clock is ticking
counting time left
’cause it’s coming closer
every moment
hold up, you’s a goner
looking back over your shoulder
later or sooner
it will be over
going further
slowly murders
the reaper got a target on me
but i got no feat homie
we all be there
no matter if it’s fair or not
n0body cares
mighty god
i was searching so hard
still, the answer is so far
the job is partly done:
one step into the grave
looking if i had enough
of this crazy life
just one final flight
to thе gates to see
if you let me insidе
i might drop at the top
’cause it’s really hard
at very last point your path
and i know that
[hook: mista l]

it won’t stop
the clock is ticking
but i still kick it
again and again
i get wicked
the rhymes that i pick are so crazy
whatchu been thinking
you will disappear in a blinking
but i stick in, stick in
and from the beginning till the end
i’m k!lling the beats that you are bringing
i’m in this deep, don’t fight the feeling
like dr. dre i’ll keep tha d*mn heads ringin’

[verse 2: 40 macaframa]

now 40 macaframa break it down and make they head ring
i got that bounce like bedsprings
i mug ’em when i flex mean
on point like infrared beams
i shoot game like bullets when the lead rings
and dead things in my eyesight
devil on my shoulder telling me walk into the bright lights
got that feeling that you might fight, kicking the rhymes tight
playerizm pimpin fly type
better believe my minds…
like a psychopathic
let a me murder’um serving’em, i might go graphic
i be so fly and classic
and i never no hater cuz i ain’t cut from that type of fabric
it be havikk when i drops the pimpin
making a playa hater peep game and stop and listen
world against me like 2pac is spitting
and you know it’s never stopping cuz the clock is ticking ugh
[hook: mista l]

[verse 3: mista l]

oh yeah, where’s hope when we need it?
don’t you wanna beat it like mj on thriller?
we were raised in the wrong era
now it’s time for us
to step in the world full of terror
now don’t you dare laugh
what you need is to be rough
to survive in this life and no love inside
police whoop whooping
this girl was hula hooping me
i was so stupid, gee
it was my fault, see?
in this stone cold world, this ghost town
with n0body around, going round and round
like a merry*go*round
but i’m going down
h*llbound and never be found
’cause time don’t wait
only forward, only straight
don’t ask me why
i must be high and nothing on my mind
is that right?
it goes tic*ta’, time to die, ha*ha
[hook: mista l]

- mista l lyrics

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