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clockworc - can't lose lyrics

[intro]
all the time i spent
all the time i spent on you
all the time i spent
all the time i spent on you

[verse 1: clockworc]
life has tried to shut me out but i’m the paint boxin’ out
too many times i thought my number was up, but death pocket+dialed
hot and wild man without a [dime or style?] (ugh)
shawshankin’ through my brain, there’s no redemption but clock is out
but even odd and out of my mind i’ll never be clockin’ out
hungry little crocodile chompin’ at the bitties
leavin’ ’em bitter when i give ’em rounds
and mosеy to the kitchen, sn+tchin’ juice boxеs out they kids hands and get to walkin’ out
good gracious,my patience been emaciated
i can’t do this small talk, nah, i f+cking hate it
i’m ready to wade into the deepest of depths
and astral project to places that i can’t begin to comprehend
or better yet, i wanna go buy a benz and bet it on red
or buy depends, sh+t my pants, see if i could pull a ten
buy grenades, pull the pins and see if you could catch
i got nothing left to lose and that’s the truth, i always win

[pre+chorus: clockworc]
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop (stop)
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop (stop)
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop
i’m the man for the job whether i like it or not
[chorus: clockworc]
he go, i couldn’t leave if i please (couldn’t leave if i please)
they cut my heart off my sleeve (cut my heart off my sleeve)
no remedy (no remedy)
no relief (no relief)
so, so i just keep on rollin’

[verse 2: clockworc]
’til my final destination i’m blessed that i’m highly favored
caught cases for party favors
long before i would’ve been old enough to join the army bases
‘fore my b+lls was bout as big as raisins
made of steel though, still show whenever presence graces
heaven’s gates gon’ have my jersey hangin’
’til then i’ll keep the birdies singin’, playin’ opposite
operation, doctor’s in, tell the patients
i don’t think a single one of y’all motherf+ckers gon’ make it
aw shucks, i’m on my brady, going out with the bucks
we dating five points, i try to mate
my b+tch’ll flip, i think she satan
on her freak sh+t, antetokounmpo
get your right+hand+man a yes ma’am with a p++p nose
i ain’t playin’ who knows cardinal rule is
if i want it and i say it, guess what? i’ma get
chime in with bass up in your voice, you’ll get the two piece
’cause i don’t need a biscuit for these b+tches to salute me
[pre+chorus: clockworc]
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop (stop)
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop (stop)
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop
i’m the man for the job whether i like it or not

[chorus: clockworc]
he go, i couldn’t leave if i please (couldn’t leave if i please)
they cut my heart off my sleeve (cut my heart off my sleeve)
no remedy (no remedy)
no relief (no relief)
so, so i just keep on rollin’

[verse 3: 4toda5to]
rollin’ on, shout out the people that love my songs
they be the ones that really don’t show love, wanna copy me like my clone
would i be wrong if i took a metal pipe to his dome?
and i kept beatin’ ’em and i kept beatin’ ’em until this man life all gone
but i digress, no i don’t
it’s time for these people to know what we on
i’m in that mode, i’m in that zone
not a deadbeat but i’m rolling stone
foot up her ass, i’m like a thong
sh+t up on ’em like i’m mister jones
every friday up in your whole home
up in your robe cookin’ a calzone
where i go wrong is all my wrongs, i do not right ’em, it’s just with pens
nah brody, we still on, you just not lookin’ through the right lense
in this lifestyle with his life wild, perfect guinness for all my sins
crazy how i came too much lately
we could’ve been up there with ben
you do it, don’t snooze, we wake ’em up like they clocks
and i feel i don’t fit in, my closest friends, i got cropped
far from famous, b+tch, i still be on the block with a glock
b+tch, i know i can’t lose if i never ever stop
[pre+chorus: clockworc]
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop (stop)
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop (stop)
no, i can’t lose (lose) if i don’t stop
i’m the man for the job whether i like it or not

[outro: clockworc]
rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

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