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Clock Strikes

See, them other crews could not figure me

It's the Mag and double ooh, got that fat CD

Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my club Willy

Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin' chili

Only way they seem to rap is if they got a Philly

Maybe I'm Nicole Brown 'cause you really kill me

Got away with hittin' me but you ain't O.J.

I'm 'bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay

When I bumble, watch your back 'cause I sting like bee

This ain't the Wild Wild West and you ain't Kool Moe Dee

Watch a movie, now, you think that you really Joe Pesci

You don't want beef with me, like a diaper I'm messy

I'm that laid back brother they call Timbaland

I drive a 850, sometimes a 3-2 Mazda van

You can catch me standin' in my B-boy stance

Or catch me at home watchin' 'Who's the Man?'

They call robber 'cause I pack much heat

Don't call me now, because they dig the way I speak

I'm like a genie because I've been trapped in a bottle

I've got more stunts, than that nigga Desperado

Come, follow a mad brother where'll there be no sun

Tomorrow you be sayin', when can we meet?

My office hours are nine to five

Ain't that right Maganoo, Maganoo? Right

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah

They'll be dancin', through the night

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah

They'll be dancin', through the night

Now gimme that and run with the

Party people, are you ready for Tim and Maganoo?

As we come, rum and Coke, won't you kick a verse two

Yo I'm 'bout to get it started like I'm Hammer then I farted

You retarded if you thinkin' Brandy really broken hearted

I departed doin' dirt, lookin' up your girl's skirt

Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin' loose like jerk

I get up like town, gimme, don't say no more

Got them scars on my face 'cause my health be poor

You Milli Vanilli, I'm Kurtis Blow like eighty-fo'

No, I don't want your girl, she be suckin' my big toe

You get death like row, I take a beanie then I jet

Peace to Tupac 'cause he was dope as it get

Twisted but you ain't Keith Sweat and shit got hot

Make a block then make a circle then I rock that spot

The rappin' Don, I make a dyke go straight

If you think I'm cute then you up too late

Make no mistake, I'm a question with no answer

Riddle me like the Joker get burnt like JoJo dancer

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah

They'll be dancin', through the night

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah

They'll be dancin', through the night

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah

They'll be dancin', through the night

When the clock strikes, half past two, yeah

They'll be dancin', through the night

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