[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