Tick Tock (feat. Just J)

Oooo, tick tock, tick tock, I got a story to tell This ain't gonna be no wish-you-well And you ain't gonna be under the piper's spell Cause when I get done, somebody's going to hell You're gonna see a light flash and a red dot Followed by a head shot, they're gonna find you lying in a ditch Watch you with your dying twitch Cause dude you always been a pitch, cause you ain't done nothing but snitch That's where the snitches go, cause you're gonna see a light flash and a Red dot, followed by a head shot, you's a pitch Dude and a snitch dude, I ain't forgot, tick tock, Tick tock, watch the clock, watch the clock, watch the clock What a beautiful day, this is ok! This is really ok! It's not ok, it's really not ok! The game is rigged, the bad buys always get away! Don't take the bait, don't miss the trick, don't get Framed, don't bleed out and miss the train to escape! Don't be a hero, be a lame, be afraid! Be a Pain in the ass, save your ass before they shatter your stain glass! It's gonna be ok, it's really gonna be ok! Grey skies are gonna clear up and go away Nay lad! Listen to your great, great, great grand da They are gonna take all your land and all you have! No way! This place is great, I eat steak! My estate's value inflates like every other day! That's facts, I'm a walking history class, I Wrote the notes, did the math and only spoke cause I know the plan If you drove from Turkey to Russia through Iran, and Got to know the gramps and grams, ma's and da's, lassies and lads You notice patterns and paper trails to Saturn hands And all names and named, and it's those same old bad mannered mans! I'm weak, these drugs are the way, all week Oh, say can I see wtf do I wanna see? You're going to see just the f*ck what I want you to fucking see Believe me, you'll see some change in your fucking winning sprees You say fucking a lot, you gotta lotta anger Inside that talking box, lots of squawking going on! Lucky me, it was all me all along, what took so fucking long? Is it wrong to hate God? Will he let me off the fucking rod? Are we to be playthings of those from up above, hastily Thrown away, depending upon the whims of what they says up Straight up like space stuff, to our heavenly gates Father, don't forsake This man is clearly into talking some shit Had me getting manic for a long sec, this Anxiety isn't mine, I daren't respond to it Transparency is the apocalypse