It ain't a better vibe
When I'm stuck in my element
I don't listen opinions
Cause these niggas irrelevant
Half man half amazing
You can check out the measurements
And don't compare to no suckers I'm better than
Its like clockwork
New batteries
Got to make sure the clock work
Invested my all into plan A
How could it not work
I learned the ins and outs
What it is and what its not worth
To get what you deserve
You got to raise up your stock first
Since me and Adryon rode the mongoose
Down Tilly Mill
Niggas wasn't f*cking with me then
That's how I really feel
Check the catalog the work speaks for itself
Or bar for bar
We can let the words speak for their self
Through sickness and health I grinded
You niggas was little minded
My imagination grew
Now they mad that I'm big timing
Im like Mannie Fresh banging on a MPC
Or maybe Stunna trapping out these MP3s
Nigga look at me
Way I been dogging shit
You should check the pedigree
Id rather keep my foot on their neck
Instead of letting them breathe
I'm Pyro
I'm too hot
Better check the degrees
This is easy work
You niggas ridiculous
Im so sick of this
Rappers out here crying and whining
Throwing these hissy fits
I don't need a suit and tie
They're still asking me what the business is
30 to 40 grand the minimum what the difference is
They trying to figure out the main differences
But its obvious
My wave a tsunami
It ain't no stopping this
Niggas out here watching this
Hoping they learned something
They ain't put the work in
How you think you deserve something
Cause its cold outside
You niggas ain't known outside
All these blessings
Its clear the lord is on my side
Keep an extra clip just in case
Niggas stuck in the hate
When I was hungry
They ain't pass me a fork and a plate
Its easy to get caught in the excuses
Got to find an escape
Like Houdini
Im throwing all this Lucchini
In the sky
My camp stayed low
I ain't gonna lie
We gone ride
And you know how that go
Multiply then we divide
Way I been dogging shit
You should check the pedigree
Id rather keep my foot on their neck
Instead of letting them breathe
I'm Pyro
I'm too hot
Better check the degrees
Pyro Melik - Clockwork Lyrics
Pyro Melik - Clockwork Lyrics
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It ain't a better vibe
When I'm stuck in my element
I don't listen opinions
Cause these niggas irrelevant
Half man half amazing
You can check out the measurements
And don't compare to no suckers I'm better than
Its like clockwork
New batteries
Got to make sure the clock work
Invested my all into plan A
How could it not work
I learned the ins and outs
What it is and what its not worth
To get what you deserve
You got to raise up your stock first
Since me and Adryon rode the mongoose
Down Tilly Mill
Niggas wasn't f*cking with me then
That's how I really feel
Check the catalog the work speaks for itself
Or bar for bar
We can let the words speak for their self
Through sickness and health I grinded
You niggas was little minded
My imagination grew
Now they mad that I'm big timing
Im like Mannie Fresh banging on a MPC
Or maybe Stunna trapping out these MP3s
Nigga look at me
Way I been dogging shit
You should check the pedigree
Id rather keep my foot on their neck
Instead of letting them breathe
I'm Pyro
I'm too hot
Better check the degrees
This is easy work
You niggas ridiculous
Im so sick of this
Rappers out here crying and whining
Throwing these hissy fits
I don't need a suit and tie
They're still asking me what the business is
30 to 40 grand the minimum what the difference is
They trying to figure out the main differences
But its obvious
My wave a tsunami
It ain't no stopping this
Niggas out here watching this
Hoping they learned something
They ain't put the work in
How you think you deserve something
Cause its cold outside
You niggas ain't known outside
All these blessings
Its clear the lord is on my side
Keep an extra clip just in case
Niggas stuck in the hate
When I was hungry
They ain't pass me a fork and a plate
Its easy to get caught in the excuses
Got to find an escape
Like Houdini
Im throwing all this Lucchini
In the sky
My camp stayed low
I ain't gonna lie
We gone ride
And you know how that go
Multiply then we divide
Way I been dogging shit
You should check the pedigree
Id rather keep my foot on their neck
Instead of letting them breathe
I'm Pyro
I'm too hot
Better check the degrees
When I'm stuck in my element
I don't listen opinions
Cause these niggas irrelevant
Half man half amazing
You can check out the measurements
And don't compare to no suckers I'm better than
Its like clockwork
New batteries
Got to make sure the clock work
Invested my all into plan A
How could it not work
I learned the ins and outs
What it is and what its not worth
To get what you deserve
You got to raise up your stock first
Since me and Adryon rode the mongoose
Down Tilly Mill
Niggas wasn't f*cking with me then
That's how I really feel
Check the catalog the work speaks for itself
Or bar for bar
We can let the words speak for their self
Through sickness and health I grinded
You niggas was little minded
My imagination grew
Now they mad that I'm big timing
Im like Mannie Fresh banging on a MPC
Or maybe Stunna trapping out these MP3s
Nigga look at me
Way I been dogging shit
You should check the pedigree
Id rather keep my foot on their neck
Instead of letting them breathe
I'm Pyro
I'm too hot
Better check the degrees
This is easy work
You niggas ridiculous
Im so sick of this
Rappers out here crying and whining
Throwing these hissy fits
I don't need a suit and tie
They're still asking me what the business is
30 to 40 grand the minimum what the difference is
They trying to figure out the main differences
But its obvious
My wave a tsunami
It ain't no stopping this
Niggas out here watching this
Hoping they learned something
They ain't put the work in
How you think you deserve something
Cause its cold outside
You niggas ain't known outside
All these blessings
Its clear the lord is on my side
Keep an extra clip just in case
Niggas stuck in the hate
When I was hungry
They ain't pass me a fork and a plate
Its easy to get caught in the excuses
Got to find an escape
Like Houdini
Im throwing all this Lucchini
In the sky
My camp stayed low
I ain't gonna lie
We gone ride
And you know how that go
Multiply then we divide
Way I been dogging shit
You should check the pedigree
Id rather keep my foot on their neck
Instead of letting them breathe
I'm Pyro
I'm too hot
Better check the degrees
Writer: JOSHUA KRISTIN WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC