Overtime
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
They all riding waves
Man I'mma keep spitting
Not a lotta time
But I'mma make it count
I work a lotta overtime
Still nothing in my account
My mind keeps racing
Thoughts keep changing
I just gotta embrace it
I gotta rearrange it
My vision blurry
I gotta hurry
When I spit I murder this beat
Like I'm Denzel Curry
I guess I wanna be famous
No no not really
I just wanna make some money
So I don't gotta worry
I guess I wanna be famous
No no not really
I just wanna change the game
But I'm still hurting
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
I tell em get up out my face
All you rappers I'm defeating
Overtime is what I'm working
I'm just grinding for the bread
I don't smile only smirking
I leave you rappers all for dead
My time is fleeting
Bars is speeding
Open wound on my chest
And I'm still bleeding
Stain my shirt red
I might already be dead
Just a walking corpse
Smile stapled to my head
Fake emotions on my face
I'm out of place
When they ask me if I'm fine
I say yeah, what a disgrace
I'm so used to the pain when I'm stabbed I just feel numb
All my happiness is gone, guess its time to succumb
Feelings of hatred rip me open and I'm dead
I see through all the fake ones like my vision infrared
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
I tell em get up out my face
All you rappers I'm defeating
Overtime is what I'm working
I'm just grinding for the bread
I don't smile only smirking
I leave you rappers all for dead
My mind keeps racing
Thoughts keep changing
Money gotta chase it
And I never misplace it
My vision blurry
I gotta hurry
Spit some heat then I scurry
Crack a joke, Bill Murrey
When I rap I'm shameless
My flow is chilly
Morph that's my name
Your lines are all silly
My raps are never aimless
They always got a target
Murder weapon flow
Leave a body leave a carcass
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
They all riding waves
Man I'mma keep spitting
Not a lotta time
But I'mma make it count
I work a lotta overtime
Still nothing in my account
My time is fleeting
Bars is speeding
Open wound on my chest
And I'm still bleeding
Stain my shirt red
I might already be dead
Just a walking corpse
Smile stapled to my head
Fake emotions on my face
I'm out of place
When they ask me if I'm fine
I say yeah, what a disgrace
I'm so used to the pain when I'm stabbed I just feel numb
All my happiness is gone, guess its time to succumb
Feelings of hatred rip me open and I'm dead
I see through all the fake ones like my vision infrared
My mind keeps racing
Thoughts keep changing
Money gotta chase it
And I never misplace it
My vision blurry
I gotta hurry
Spit some heat then I scurry
Crack a joke, Bill Murrey
When I rap I'm shameless
My flow is chilly
Morph that's my name
Your lines are all silly
My raps are never aimless
They always got a target
Murder weapon flow
Leave a body leave a carcass
Heart stops beating
They all riding waves
Man I'mma keep spitting
Not a lotta time
But I'mma make it count
I work a lotta overtime
Still nothing in my account
My mind keeps racing
Thoughts keep changing
I just gotta embrace it
I gotta rearrange it
My vision blurry
I gotta hurry
When I spit I murder this beat
Like I'm Denzel Curry
I guess I wanna be famous
No no not really
I just wanna make some money
So I don't gotta worry
I guess I wanna be famous
No no not really
I just wanna change the game
But I'm still hurting
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
I tell em get up out my face
All you rappers I'm defeating
Overtime is what I'm working
I'm just grinding for the bread
I don't smile only smirking
I leave you rappers all for dead
My time is fleeting
Bars is speeding
Open wound on my chest
And I'm still bleeding
Stain my shirt red
I might already be dead
Just a walking corpse
Smile stapled to my head
Fake emotions on my face
I'm out of place
When they ask me if I'm fine
I say yeah, what a disgrace
I'm so used to the pain when I'm stabbed I just feel numb
All my happiness is gone, guess its time to succumb
Feelings of hatred rip me open and I'm dead
I see through all the fake ones like my vision infrared
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
I tell em get up out my face
All you rappers I'm defeating
Overtime is what I'm working
I'm just grinding for the bread
I don't smile only smirking
I leave you rappers all for dead
My mind keeps racing
Thoughts keep changing
Money gotta chase it
And I never misplace it
My vision blurry
I gotta hurry
Spit some heat then I scurry
Crack a joke, Bill Murrey
When I rap I'm shameless
My flow is chilly
Morph that's my name
Your lines are all silly
My raps are never aimless
They always got a target
Murder weapon flow
Leave a body leave a carcass
Clock keeps ticking
Heart stops beating
They all riding waves
Man I'mma keep spitting
Not a lotta time
But I'mma make it count
I work a lotta overtime
Still nothing in my account
My time is fleeting
Bars is speeding
Open wound on my chest
And I'm still bleeding
Stain my shirt red
I might already be dead
Just a walking corpse
Smile stapled to my head
Fake emotions on my face
I'm out of place
When they ask me if I'm fine
I say yeah, what a disgrace
I'm so used to the pain when I'm stabbed I just feel numb
All my happiness is gone, guess its time to succumb
Feelings of hatred rip me open and I'm dead
I see through all the fake ones like my vision infrared
My mind keeps racing
Thoughts keep changing
Money gotta chase it
And I never misplace it
My vision blurry
I gotta hurry
Spit some heat then I scurry
Crack a joke, Bill Murrey
When I rap I'm shameless
My flow is chilly
Morph that's my name
Your lines are all silly
My raps are never aimless
They always got a target
Murder weapon flow
Leave a body leave a carcass
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Allison
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