Tick Tock Tick

Lyrics

[Sampled Intro] "Tick! Tock! In the end..." "Tick, tock, tick! (We go sun to moon!) "Tick! Tock! In the end..." "I betcha never heard rhymes like this on this planet!" "Tick! Tock! In the end..." "Tick, tock, tick! (We go sun to moon!) "Tick! Tock! In the end, it's faced alone..." [Verse 1: Apathy] I got killers on my doorstep see 'em on My Ring cam Guns always in reach, Michael Jordan wingspan Spreads like an Archangel sending souls to hell They tryna feed us fluoride, so we won't rebel They rewrite the history, that we know so well Takin' out the whistle-blowеrs 'cause, ghosts don't tell (Shh!!!) Tick! Tock! The clock's tickin', lock clips in Glock [shipmеnts?] Tryna lock me in the system, with the digital - currency Neuralink to lock my brainstem into the circuitry Shadow ban my shit for when my followers, search for me Certainly the devil's hard at work, but that don't work for me Never-have-I-ever seen a more convincing argument that Satan is real And if they don't believe, then that's just how they makin' it feel Mass marketed, rituals, with blatant appeal And then the fans have no idea they're makin' a deal Okay, off my soapbox, fuck all these robots Cock back and throw shots, I ain't gettin' no shots ("Experiments where needles and skin connect!") And even if you in the 'burbs now you in they projects In the lab like meeee when I'm writin' these tracks Mad scientist through laughs when the lightning cracks It's like time's running out, hourglass is smashed Now I'm layin' in the sand, gettin' tan, gettin' cash, like... [Chorus] "Tick! Tock! in the end..." "Tick, tock, tick! (We go sun to moon!) "Tick! Tock! in the end..." "I betcha never heard rhymes like this on this planet!" "Tick! Tock! In the end..." "Tick, tock, tick! (We go sun to moon!) "Tick! Tock! In the end, it's faced alone..." [Verse 2: Apathy] The Devil want me dead from all the light that I spread So he sit up in my room puttin' sin inside my head Celebs sellin' souls, seen 'em rockin' all that red And the poison that we're fed got us buyin' poison meds Lately, I feel like I'm going fucking crazy It's deadly for a human to become fat and lazy But any observation or criticism's impossible Can't discuss, 'cause they'll cancel us, when it's logical Left - Right - Nothin' in the middle No critical thoughts, not even a little Time started tickin' when they cut my umbilical ["Movin' in the? distance?..."] I know my Casio - Digital Arm-wrestled the Grim Reaper for an extra summer When I exited my mother woulda had a twin brother But I left him in the rubber when I blasted through the plastic Now I'm here fightin' time just to craft another classic, like...