Samad, kick it up, yeah!
The clock's ticking, I stop and listen for oppositions
My thoughts quicken, they cock the big guns, the plot, it thickens
Just came from blocks where a lot don't have a pot to piss in
But they don't listen, they gentrify it and profit difference
Extend the distance, who's benefiting from mending fences?
These politicians so bent they don't bend for riches
Look there, now they are burning bridges while men are drowning in rivers
They wave, while they shippin' business but we are down with the fishes, woah
I'm from a system, where the prisons are set from poverty lines
I'm just a product of the products and commodity crimes
There is no appeasing the weak, I need a release
The peace in these streets is when they reaching for heat
But me, I'm reaching for shine, I feel like Icarus, a wicked twist
I lit the wick, I'm injured in the devil's grip
While many fell to clicks, I'm triggered, I'm sick of the doubt
So put the figures on my head, you will never figure me out, don't even count
Ru- Running
Race against the clock, know my time is coming
Losing's one thing that I can't stomach
If it ain't first place, I don't want it, huh
This can't be the best it gets
Quick to hush a hater or a pessimist
Voices in my head, but I won't let 'em win
It's my time and it's definite, I won't ever miss
Put your rollie in your pocket, the jack is a pocket watch
And blow armed robbers to NASA, I walk with a rocket launcher
I awkwardly talk to God, "Father, I'm not a monster
I'm a product of this block shit", snare, snare
I pop shit (Owe!), got the drum under the chopstick
On this Knox shit, catching bodies like a mosh pit
Under the Moon where the clock tick, that's a lunar tick
You'll get it later, but watch this
Click, click, pow, my time's tickin', my mind's different
Design's specific, line's divine, lines that rhyme with it
It's scientific, combine vivid lyrics
That make your thoughts travel, your mind's trippin'
A one of kind ticket to your future self, Em said "Lose yourself"
You chose other people, this time choose yourself
It's mind-numbing not to find something to live for
Get your justice from that blind woman, your time's coming
On God
Race-race against the clock, know my time is coming
Losings one thing that I can't stomach
If it ain't first place, I don't want it, huh
This can't be the best it gets
Quick to hush a hater or a pessimist
Voices in my head, but I won't let 'em win
It's my time and it's definite, I won't ever miss
Debit less, no credit fix, where fiends won't fail to misuse
They settled on a corner with magazines, they ain't sell an issue
Told 'em not to meddle with it as the lead excels through tissues
Said that I will never miss, ironic I'll forever miss you
While you was in a cell I feel I bailed, all we had was distance
Then you took a hit, your liver failed, but the habit didn't
Had your inhibitions, I'm so mad I didn't listen
Life was grabbing my attention, shoulda had an intervention
Shit, breathe, take a hit again
My mind state at the tip, that shady shit, I hope they miss again
If man invented time then let's rewind it just a little bit
I'm sick of always feeling like a middle man
When death'll take the innocent and life'll fill the minutes in these minute men
Who Boston/Boss-Them, Massachusetts/Master-Choose-It
Don't cross, my passion, lose it
It's real when I pack the jewels in
You deal but you bastards usin'
Hit Crooked, now pass the music
I'm lit when I'm rapping to it
Breathe
Ru- Running
Race against the clock, know my time is coming
Losings one thing that I can't stomach
If it ain't first place, I don't want it, huh
This can't be the best it gets
Quick to hush a hater or a pessimist
Voices in my head, but I won't let 'em win
It's my time and it's definite, I won't ever miss
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