El tiempo del reloj
 C-Kan
 C-Kan
The Time of the Clock
They took away my fear of any bastard like me
Who fires like me, sure he’ll die too
Like I’m dying, but without the fear
I know we’re born and die in war
Ask like I do, sure he’ll die too
I know we’re born and die in war
They’re out there feeling like a tough guy
Until my crew rolls up to their hood
Tick-tick, tock-tock, click-click, Glock-Glock
Run, because your time's running out
Tick-tick, tock-tock, click-click, Glock-Glock
Doesn’t run faster than bullets from my Glock
Crazy, I was born to be a bastard
If someone dies here, it won’t be me
Pray to your Saint, 'cause Santa doesn’t bring gifts
I bring the truck just like my album, loaded with sticks
One after another, after another, after another
If someone sent you, it wasn’t us
We’re the ones who take care of our own
We, yeah, we don’t fear the monsters
We tell you the truth to your face
We’re not like the others
To be me, I’d be born again, disobey
Smoked a lot of weed and starved when I grew up
Acting like a thug, writing until dawn
Even then, you won’t have a life like this
With that portion of envy in your heart
Today I ask my Lord to give them His blessing
'Cause give me a reason and I’ll turn their betrayal
Into a wake in the living room of their hood
They’re out there feeling like a tough guy
Until my crew rolls up to their hood
Tick-tick, tock-tock, click-click, Glock-Glock
Run, because your time's running out
Tick-tick, tock-tock, click-click, Glock-Glock
Doesn’t run faster than bullets from my Glock
Crazy, I was born to be a bastard
If someone dies here, it won’t be me
We’re not looking for who did it, but who pays
And they send to paradise to clean up the mess
The one who really has it doesn’t go around saying he has it
Death doesn’t warn you when it comes
The alley runs through the sand
And no lion fears the hyenas
My thugs are serving time
For not crying at home, they cried at someone else’s
Years climbing and it seems I’m at the top
With the jewels, my problems, and their women on top
Only the ungrateful speak bad of me
'Cause the foul-mouthed are all unknowns
And if nothing goes right, and if everything goes wrong
To me, it’s a market, life’s a carnival
If you’re gonna kill me, then do it
But for real, dude, don’t just spread rumors
They’re out there feeling like a tough guy
Until my crew rolls up to their hood
Tick-tick, tock-tock, click-click, Glock-Glock
Run, because your time's running out
Tick-tick, tock-tock, click-click, Glock-Glock
Doesn’t run faster than bullets from my Glock
Crazy, I was born to be a bastard
If someone dies here, it won’t be me
It’s the Mastered Trax
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