For even in hell, I still have faith.
To one day be free with my father at the gates.
But make no mistakes, I'll show you what time takes.
To be a success on earth, mixed with all the hate.
I stand on my pivot, my life you could not live it.
For the things that I've seen have been too damn explicit.
But soon you will get it on a CD with some credits.
I provide my grind, mixed with no edits.
They say they don't want me when I'm fucked up and forgotten.
Until I rise up amongst the evils tryin' to stop 'em.
Slow down bitch, my money is what I'm clockin'.
I'm tick-tockin'.