Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

A Book Of Human Language (accompanied By Mumbles)


Artist: Aceyalone
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 11
Year: 1998

The Grandfather Clock Lyrics - A Book Of Human Language (accompanied By Mumbles) - Aceyalone

[Jabberwocky] 

 

Excuse me, does anyone have the time? 

No!!! 

 

[Aceyalone] 

 

If you knew what makes me tick 

It'll probably make you sick 

Lay my days of my life in front of you 

and I'll let you take your pick 

Come on 

Pull back the curtain but make sure that you are certain 

That it will be worth the energy that you end up exerting 

Now walk past the doorway step in the foyer 

Don't you bother knocking 

I'm a grandfather clockin' everything you do 

I'm seeing through you faultiness 

So sprinkle me but not with saltiness 

The ghetto taught me this 

I fought for this, I fight for this, I spend my life for this 

And if you put your brain to work it ain't hard to decipher this 

Counting down the days boy closer to your doom 

Time keeper for the Reaper, the family heirloom 

Like staring at my grandfather clock inside my room 

It'll never miss a tick-tock, it strikes everyday a noon 

Every hour on the hour, it'll sing a tune 

Every half hour ot'll croon and yell out at the moon 

You can't escape the master time, no one is immune 

The hands of time will grab you when the moments opportune 

 

No one is immune 

When the moments opportune 

 

Carved from a tree trunk bark 

What a wonderful work of art 

Well I usually wear my sundial 

but it don't work when it's dark 

(don't work when it's dark) 

No electric parts spark as mechanical as he is 

He'll kindly say just wind me and then show me where the key is 

Then I go about my day and I flow about the way 

He never has nothing to say, he just sits there on display 

I seen one in the cafe, one inside the cabaret 

Timekeeper for the Reaper, what a pretty price to pay 

 

Chorus 

 

So don't you bother knockin' at, I'm a Grandfather clokin' 

Everything you do, I'm seeing through your masquerade 

At midnight you will hear the serenade and don't you be afraid 

It's like clock work orange lemonade with the bottomless glass 

When it's time for that ass!! 

Tick-tock 

My Grandfather clock goes 

Tick-tock 3X 

The pendulum is swinging and it just don't ever stop 

Tick-tock 

My Grandfather clock goes 

Tick-tock 2X 

My Grandfather clock 

 

I used to have this coo-coo clock 

that would bother my Grandfather clock 

Never gave it no rest so I flew over the top of the nest 

And then at my request I ask him to resign 

He was never on time, one hour behind 

At ten, he stuck at nine 

But he did not fuck with mine cause I murdered that machine 

If you ever beat the clock you know exactly what I mean 

(exactly what I mean) 

I hold my Grandfather clock in high esteem 

My alarm clock screams cause he knows how long it takes me 

But my Grandfather clock leans over and he shakes me 

And they both race against time to see who will be 

the first to wake me 

But when I became awoke my alarm clock was broke 

And my Grandfather clock was staring right down my throat 

And he leaned a little bit closer and he told and I quote: 

"If you ever race against me, you will surely come up short," 

He said, "I'm better than your Timex, your Rolex or your Swatch 

Your Fossil, Casio, Quartz, your diamond studded watch," 

He said, "I control how long you stay alive 

I'ma tap you on you shoulder at eleven fifty-five" 

When the time arrives and then and only then 

you'll have your five minutes of funk 

I said my final salutations as I stepped amongst the monks 

Then he took me exactly where I stodd like he should 

And I tried to reason with him and I tried knocking on wood 

But he said 

 

Chorus 

Writer:

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.