Clock type beat

[Intro]
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'
The time is tickin'

[Verse 1]
Uh, the time is tickin'
I half all your numbers like simple division
I write all these lyrics with so much precision that
None of my lyrics need any revision
Yeah, I murder beats way too often
I think I might make that a kind of tradition
Yeah, Imma make all you turn up
No matter the race and no matter religion
Ay, I appeared like a magician and
Already started to phase competition
Ay, put a clock in composition and
Still made it fire cause I'm a musician
Ay, basically killed opposition
Put them in submission with my ammunition
And, last but not least I'm suspicious cause
All of my biggest ambitions have vision
Wait, count down the hours
I'm downing the doubters that
Try to go round and upset me. And
I'll go empower
The rappers with vowels that
Try to go round and impress me. Im
Letting nobody get evidence
I hate the gov but still stacking dead presidents
He loves the beat cause he's told it was Kevin-sent
She loves Kevin cause she's told I was heaven-sent
They
Remember they used to beg me for clout
Then I fell off so they kinda fell out
Now I decided to take a new route
Understand they should of maybe not doubt
I've
Got a whole group of my wackos and
Stick with them like they're the tar of tobacco and
Still spit like I did alone in the back row
Guess the cage off lets a lot of the rats go

[Intermission]
The songs not over yet. This is like an intermission or something

[Verse 2]
I mix the Cuban with Pommery bottles and
Place all that's left of them next to my models
I'm putting off school work to sit down and throttle
With Ableton settings till I score a hobby
Want to go shopping for everything vintage and
Put it together and start ignorant
As if I have invented the simplistic-ist
Idea of fashion as Ritalin riddled in
Therapist's telling me I'm doing better
But as of recent I've been feelin' the pressure of
Social anxiety, nervousness hourly
Feelings all mixed like my brain just learned alchemy
Can't get it out of me
Just like this stupid flow
Haulin and movin' dough
Ice don't melt through the coast
I don't like Kevin now that he's so ignorant
His music's not funny and now I'm sick of it
Give me the music I want on your SoundCloud
Or I will shout out my complaints out loud
If you do not a want a song that's creative
I got you, I made it
I honestly hate it but's what you're craving

[Outro]
Okay, but let me just try something real quick