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Beals L.E.S - Clock Work Lyrics



Beals L.E.S - Clock Work Lyrics




Cold sweats
Bloody nightmares
My hand on the cannon
I'm just tryna stay alive
Grim reaper speaking in Spanish
This the mob 416
902 be the fashion
Mashallah Rest In Peace
He died in front of the masjid
Stack up
This ain't game but it's all like Tetris
Self taught metrics
Fish scale
Where's your cocaine manners
This for those who never had it
But learned how to manage it
Think of Pablo clock work
We gon' need more elastics
At a school not enrolled
Selling dope on the campus
Hoop dreams deflate playa
But I'm ballin like Magic

Clock work
Clock Work

We twisted
If it ain't bout money
Then it's offensive
I'm from where homies kill each other
Literally dead the friendship
Expensive
Don't expect you to afford it
Put a price on ya head
Make us collect the mortgage
Criminal enterprise
You know what I seen with these eyes
Superstars in our city far from regular guys
Walahi for the streets
So it's all Inshallah
Street legends
We broke the codes
That was destined for Gods
Lord willin cold feelings
Got two clips in the chamber
My young nigga sniffing hard
He lost control of his anger
At night he paranoid
Begging me for a banger
Said it's his time
But I ask God if he can hang up
Real shit
I felt so much death
Now that I'm numb
Emotionless
Me and my feelings
Had a hell of a run

Clockwork
Clockwork

He lost control of his anger
At night he paranoid
Begging me for a banger
Said it's his time
But I ask God if he can hang up

I felt so much death
Now that I'm numb
Emotionless
Me and my feelings
Had a hell of a run

Clockwork
Clockwork
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Cold sweats
Bloody nightmares
My hand on the cannon
I'm just tryna stay alive
Grim reaper speaking in Spanish
This the mob 416
902 be the fashion
Mashallah Rest In Peace
He died in front of the masjid
Stack up
This ain't game but it's all like Tetris
Self taught metrics
Fish scale
Where's your cocaine manners
This for those who never had it
But learned how to manage it
Think of Pablo clock work
We gon' need more elastics
At a school not enrolled
Selling dope on the campus
Hoop dreams deflate playa
But I'm ballin like Magic

Clock work
Clock Work

We twisted
If it ain't bout money
Then it's offensive
I'm from where homies kill each other
Literally dead the friendship
Expensive
Don't expect you to afford it
Put a price on ya head
Make us collect the mortgage
Criminal enterprise
You know what I seen with these eyes
Superstars in our city far from regular guys
Walahi for the streets
So it's all Inshallah
Street legends
We broke the codes
That was destined for Gods
Lord willin cold feelings
Got two clips in the chamber
My young nigga sniffing hard
He lost control of his anger
At night he paranoid
Begging me for a banger
Said it's his time
But I ask God if he can hang up
Real shit
I felt so much death
Now that I'm numb
Emotionless
Me and my feelings
Had a hell of a run

Clockwork
Clockwork

He lost control of his anger
At night he paranoid
Begging me for a banger
Said it's his time
But I ask God if he can hang up

I felt so much death
Now that I'm numb
Emotionless
Me and my feelings
Had a hell of a run

Clockwork
Clockwork
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Writer: Brian Morris, BRIAN ADAMS MORRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, APM MUSIC ASSOCIATED PRODUCTION MUSIC

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Written by: Brian Morris, BRIAN ADAMS MORRIS

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