Deca - Clockwork lyrics

[Chorus - Deca] The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation [Verse 1 - Deca] Blow First things first Hit them with the mean verse Something colorful with imagery like Dreamworks You paint pictures but they're eye sores Try cyanide mixed with hemlock, it's to die for If I applied force I'd knock them off their high horses Lace beats with the same product Richard Pryor snorted Infiltrate illuminates and creep inside their fortress With the townsfolk, grab pitchforks and light their torches Heads are gonna roll, tall tales will be told Placebo's for patriots, all hail the eagle I can't call it with the flip of a coin But if you take me too serious you're missing the point I'm Deca uno Robinson Crusoe The unsung conundrum can body slam a one tonne sumo As a young chap on Colfax with no dough stacked I went up in Diana Ross wrong, caught the soul clap Big brother tapped my phone That's my own skull and bone Chaperone, and turn the planet Earth into a battle zone I'll shake the pillars of the Parthenon in Babylon Slipping me the apple bomb the magic wanna travel on [Chorus - Deca] The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation [Verse 2 - RoQy TyRaiD] The way I speak if he can eat a brain muffin With the prune shake Mixed with magnesium citrate 'cause I got sh** for days My main objective's to control the globe I made an addendum And stated my intentions on the Georgia stones Punity, socio-policial immunity No scrutiny for the community 'cause I'm [?] the music leave Ma** hypnosis using, ignorance Masquerading with a veil of moral value Like a Tyler Perry movie Weapons of ma** destraction Media fashion Employment vanishing Epidemics, the gas and federal taxes Concern the camps for inevitable clashing House of rebels and cats serving for questionable action Intellectuals vanquished Knowledge the key to the free mind A [?] of his hand makes you believe it was the peace sign You and I shall be nigh, feline Standing in the street And the government's [?] [?] all the pieces when the people are armed Swing weed, you n***a's leaking like Vietnam times [?] like Jacob from the ancient codex Became a rock and a slingshot And baphomet's forehead The underdog [Chorus - Deca] The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation [Verse 2 - Ichiban] Act one, get ready for action Got a bad tongue, Samuel L. Jackson Speaking in proze, reciting Ezekiel Divine intervention intended to be remedial On top of the globe, gazing out of the optical People watching below, it gets rather comical So, who's next up to have a go at it So tragic, fall into a pit that's Socratic Take it all in with a fresh breath and smile Follow a twelve-step program to get next to god The hot-hots got the whole block going ga-ga With the paparazzi or more like Chupacabra Gossip girls chatter their teeth like "who's he?" Lace lyrics and get Belushi with a loose leaf Heavy duty sh** I always go back to Pay a visit to the gypsy with the gold cap too Come on and dare me I get my cut like Martha Stewart, culinary He's a rock in a modrn day Huckleberry Turn my back to the wackness I seen on the set They're knocked-up, they're just a placebo effect [Chorus - Deca] The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation The clock (clock)'s ticking As the plot (plot) thickens And we're lost (lost) Within a facade, caught slipping But you want to Pause for consideration He's got his finger on the trigger of a generation