The Clock | LOCO LUCA$

[INTRO]

(Yeah, Uhuh)

[VERSE]

Something is wrong with this world, (fuck)

People are the reason I ain't got no trust

A world full of murder, rules, shootings and drugs

I'm fillin' with rage and I'm 'bout to combust

No love and no trust, we ain't got love

Nah, it's just lust

Do I give a fuck? Nah, for what?

Cuz I look at the world - turn around in disgust

Cuz what used to be great is now turning to rust

And I only hear hate when real shit is discussed

Keep talking shit cuz I'm keeping it flushed

You keep feeding me lies, you would think I'd be stuffed

but I don't take the bait, I've had more than enough, 

The world is a lie and ain't none of it just

And they try to stamp out the people like us

Cuz we seek Revolutions, try keeping me hushed

You'd have to kill me, my mouth is won't shut

Society's broken it needs to adjust, 

I'm steady hoping that something is done

but it's hopeless, society's finally fucked

I'm paving the way and I go my own route while you people are only just catching the bus

Can't say what you think cuz you ain't got the balls and I know surely you ain't got the guts

They say it'll change but I'm calling the bluff

Just look at the news this shit's getting rough

Ain't got the spirit to fight but y'all all wanna fuss

Can't you open your eyes? Cuz we gotta get up

I open my mouth and I'm leaving you touched 

like I'm giving a speech, like a true hero does

and if you really listen, I'm teaching you much

And I can't change the world based on nothing but luck

[CHORUS]

You gotta forget all the shit you been taught

The cure to the world is the knowledge we got

Religion and patriotism is not, it makes nothing but tension, divides us alot

it's the reason that half of our wars have been fought

Gather your arms and gather your thoughts

Let us line up and start taking some shots,

Our time's running out, 

Just look at The Clock

You gotta forget all the shit you been taught

The cure to the world is the knowledge we got

Religion and patriotism is not, it makes nothing but tension, divides us alot

it's the reason that half of our wars have been fought

Gather your arms and gather your thoughts

Let us line up and start taking some shots,

Our time's running out, 

Just look at The Clock

[VERSE]

I'm a master of words, you can tell by my diction

I peice 'em together, form perfect descriptions

I'm painting the picture, I'm forming depictions,

1984 is a story of fiction

But truth is within it 'bout how we are livin'

and true eyes can see what is really encrypted

We're all really trapped and this Earth is a prison

Just can't see the bars, but we're really restricted

Our governments crazy, it must be evicted

Abolish it, then we can do some rebuilding and

Polishing, maybe we won't be constricted

We'll start with this tiny, small County of Gibson

Come give us a hand in this new coalition

Gather your arms and our ammunition

Foster our courage make signs and petition

These are the days of a new abolition

The end of one thing is a new exposition

In search for our freedom a long expedition

This is the time we should start to partition

I got Utopia all in my vision

If you would sit and you really would listen

You'd learn many secrets from Greeks and Egyptians

That I'm passing down in these raps that I'm spitting

Cuz it's more than rapping to me, it's Religion

Yeah, this is my passion and it's my addiction

Don't do it for laughing, or for the subscriptions

All of the things I desire I bring to fruition

I'm chasing my dreams and I hold my ambitions

Rely on myself and my own intuitions

I got out and get it, I ain't one for wishing,

I Manifest Destiny like a Magician, 

Through the persistence and through repetition.

[CHORUS]

You gotta forget all the shit you been taught

The cure to the world is the knowledge we got

Religion and patriotism is not, it makes nothing but tension, divides us alot

it's the reason that half of our wars have been fought

Gather your arms and gather your thoughts

Let us line up and start taking some shots,

Our time's running out, 

Just look at The Clock

(Yeah)

SONGWRITER(S): Mason Johnson