Chours:

That clock keep tickin like a metronome
And my thoughts keep tellin me to get me home
But my balls keep tellin me to let me OHH
OH-just let me OHH

Tthat clock keep tickin like a metronome
And my thoughts keep tellin me to get me home
But my balls keep tellin me to let me OHH
OH-just let me OHH

That clock keep tickin like a metronome
And my thoughts keep tellin me to get me home
But my balls keep tellin me to let me OHH [bad word] all that [bad word] just let me go

Verse1ohhers and tastemakers,
makers no chasergets 
the blood flowing like a [bad word] pacemaker
cut the middleman and inhale the vaporsmad men 

oh ten don draperscut the juke box
on make sure the woofers blow blowwe gon 
it here untill them heffers go,goholler at the tens, then spend a littlenot on them no they can buy their own drinks OHHHHwork week's done off , 5 days in the [bad word] it, you got a boss who's a jerk who doesntthrow on some wu-tang bring the [bad [bad word] is no pretext we are living and we love iton a budget never mind, we are living till we diewe are focused and we hustle but we still be getting highno exception to [bad word] do what you do to get by CUZ verse 2at the house party gettin jammed upyou are tony danzawhen they ask whose the [bad word] boss, put your hand upnever put it down cuz youre banging to the anthem2010 trend put the ipod on randomwonder why it tried to play this instead of hansonprobably cuz it gets the people moving like a hangunjust like the little white fellas up in hampdenhappy easter from the [bad word] in the mansoin