Eddy B & Tim Gunter - Time Bomb (Spor Life) | Текст песни

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• Eddy B & Tim Gunter
• Time Bomb (Spor Life)

Tick-tock, tick, tick-tock.
Tick-tock, tick, tick-tock.

Hook:
I can feel the tick-tock, tick-tock
When I'm staring at my wrist watch, wrist watch.
I wonder where the time gone, time gone
I'm carrying a time bomb, time bomb.
I don't wanna to go, I don't wanna to go.
Where do you go?
At the end of the road?
I don't wanted to go.

My time is ticking and I'm up against the rope,
Time will swallow my pride
Working hard to never choke.
Cause my eyes are on the ...
But my pocket's still on go.
And I'm 'bout to lose the single thing in life
I wanted most.
So, I go hard, go hard.
Out of my way, I go guard
Built you in my zone, are you trippin on me like go yard,
Driven by myself, don't cast me up I ain't no go card.
Cause I'm the Jack of all Trades
Ain't no joke, call me your Joker cards.

Passed that, I pass that
Ease, after course you crash at.
More way, need more way, I'm picking up where you lack at.
On the road to success, there ain't no fair road
And no cab back.
But , I'll be fine with that one way
No round trip, I'ma pass that.

Hook:
The clock is tick-tocking,
It ain't ever stopping.
They Ain't focusing, not at all.
They ain't moving, they be watching.
So, I'm out here doing work
Did I get the party popping?
Cause where a minute wasted,
Know my chances steady dropping!

I can feel the tick-tock, tick-tock
When I'm staring at my wrist watch, wrist watch.
I wonder where the time gone, time gone,
I'm carrying a time bomb, time bomb.
I don't wanna to go, I don't wanna to go.
Where do you go?
At the end of the road?
I don't wanted to go.

We're going hard, but it wasn't hard enough.
We were working kinda smart, but it wasn't smart enough.
So, we quit on our joking style
They calling people's blast
Now, we're polishing our ground
There are diamonds in our rough right.
I'm so gone, don't look back I'm so gone.
No need for no review, and your path life was so wrong.
I'm focused on the future like my name is LA Reid.
On this piece of Kamasutra keep it calling til they leave.
So, they ask me in attempt how we killing every single
Always grinding with success,
We ain't got no time to mingle
Say our name is ringing bells,
Bringing heat and every jingle til we stack in plenty chips
Stack them up like they were Pringles,
I, I think I was jogging
I promise now I'm sprinting,
No time for the second guessing
I had enough time for the wishing
Is time to start getting everything that we've been missing.
My plan is to just commence
Just to taste my ambition.

Hook:
I can feel the tick-tock, tick-tock
When I'm staring at my wrist watch, wrist watch.
I wonder where the time gone, time gone,
I'm carrying a time bomb, time bomb.
I don't wanna to go, I don't wanna to go.
Where do you go?
At the end of the road?
I don't wanted to go.

We could've tick-tock!