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| | | Artist | | | Album | | | Song | Clock with No Hands |
| [Black Thought]
Yeahsitting in the staircaseholding back tears
Looking over mad years worth of photographs
Pictures of some places I ain't never going back
Some people I used to lovewhy I ain't show them that?
The skies was overcastwhen I was sober last
My head is spinningcouldn't tell you if it's slow or fast
It's starting to get too clearI got to go and grass
To y'all it's a shame but life is what we know it as
Waitingnavigating the plotwithout plans
In the carit's hard to read as a clock with no hands
How your man's goin' get up and stop with no yams
All it take is one breakit could pop the program
Whether sinning or notmy back bending like I'm sentenced a lot
I feel some brothers is beginning to plot
It might have been a close friend I forgot
Who started up and ain't remember to stop
I bet these niggaz going remember the shop
[Hook]
People think that I'm crazyjust cause I wanna be alone
You can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze
We all deal with shit on our own
And sometimes the beef can growget out of hand
Yeahyou know it gets full blown
I never said that you mean the world to me
Maybe it's best that you never know
YoI'm like Malcom out the window with the weapon out
Searching for somehow to find a minute or the second now
Precious time is money that I ain't got to mess about
Need it from the horse's mouth or from my eye with less account
Lessons with my back to the wallscoping my session out
Stay a little edgy at times when I ain't stressing bout
Haters don't know shit about methey the ones that talk shit
Those that love me send it outso I ain't got to force quit
Cause I'm doing better nowdon't mean I never lost shit
I was married to a state of mind and I divorced itman
I'm from where brothers moving product from the porches
People locking their doorsclutching to their crosses
The block hot by the lawthere ain't too many choices
So what I do is for y'allthere ain't too many voices left
I watch my backand watch my step
And I might forgivebut I will not forget come on
[Hook]
Yoliving in turbulent times
The blind leading the blind
Some call it evolutionsome say intelligent design
You say you want a revolutionyou out of your mizind
Your sons' destituteand their pops all in the prison
My man's back in the jamhe like the back of my hand
He just attracted to scamhe right back in the can
I never sleepwalkingyou dig
You get your shuteye
I'm on the first thing inI'm leaving on the red-eye
My brother back in rehabjust had another relapse
But fin himselfit's been like he's been fighting an energy
Half telling me nobody true when they pretend to be that
So closer than friendsthat's where I keep my enemy at
To many parties concernedit's time to live it and learn
Until we're able to growforever bridges we burn
My thoughts free as a birdthat's just about to emerge
And every action is heardit speaks louder than wordsyo
[Hook]
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