Clock on the wall keeps ticking away I've got to go, but I'd love to stay Yo, I've been walking 'round in the streets of these cities I've tipped a few whiskeys, I've rolled a few ditties. I made a few dollars, I've bought a few bottles I popped a few collars, and rocked a few models I pushed a few buttons, left all you cats guessing It's Wedo Garcia, bitch, who you stressing? I'm effervescent, about to drop lessons I had to kill Whitey, word to the almighty I'm tailor made and I'm custom fitted Can't none of you cats do it like I'did it I might come sing it, I might come spit it And if you want to take it, try to come get it You'll get your wig splitted, or get your grill busted I'm crazy like the Beastie Boys, we're still dusting Clock on the wall keep ticking away (tick tock and you don't stop) I've got to go, but I'd love to stay (tock tick and you don't quit, hit it) Clock on the wall keep ticking away (tick tock and you don't stop) I've got to go, but I'd love to stay (tock tick and you don't quit, hit it) Yo, off the dummies instrumental, I spit heavy metal Never been from the ghetto, keep it mad fundamental Caaninite devil, Caucasoid rebel Add some bass, add some treble And pump up my level 'Cuz mad motherfuckers done bit my (?) And the game has got biters like dogs have fleas And all you dick riders get up off your knees Drinkers turn your bottles up, smokers burn your trees Learn your ABCs, mind your Ps and Qs Fuck around, get shot up, wind up on the news Yo, it's Wedo Garcia, he'a singing the blues Rocking shiny jewels and some brand new shoes I love my momma 'cuz she ain't raised no fools My golden rule is stay holding the tool What you're doing to your peoples comes back on you Don't know when the Grim Reaper wants to rendezvous It's like clock on the wall keep ticking away (tick tock and you don't stop) I've got to go, but I'd love to stay (tock tick and you don't quit, hit it) Clock on the wall keep ticking away (tick tock and you don't stop) I've got to go, but I'd love to stay (tock tick and you don't quit, hit it) I hear mad motherfuckers say they ready to die Acting like they don't care, but I swear they lie Tell you now if they had to look death in the eye They'd beg and they'd plead and they'd scream and they'd cry When the Reaper calls, you all RuPaul You all RuPaul when the Reaper calls When the Reaper calls, you all RuPaul You all RuPaul when the Reaper calls I hear a lot of motherfuckers say they down for the kill Most of them are just clowns, but they swear they will Spend a lot of time being down, keeping it real But I pay more attention to the ones that keep still You all RuPaul when the Reaper calls When the reaper calls, you all RuPaul You all RuPaul when the Reaper calls When the Reaper calls you all RuPaul Clock on the wall keep ticking away (tick tock and you don't stop) I've got to go, but I'd love to stay (tock tick and you don't quit, hit it) Clock on the wall keep ticking away (tick tock and you don't stop) I've got to go, but I'd love to stay (tock tick and you don't quit, hit it)

I met this real cool dude today Looking like Jack Palance He said I wanna get through to you And help you find your talent He said that if I had a certain style Then stuff would start to happen He said that soon he was going away 'Cause he's a major talent Talent - fighting on the Eastside Talent - taking on the Westside Talent - fucking up the Northside He's a major talent Talent - fighting on the Eastside Talent - taking on the Westside Talent - fucking up the Northside He's a major talent I don't know I said that he was getting through to me And I would take his challenge And maybe soon I'd be going away 'Cause I had certain talents Talent - fighting on the Eastside Talent - taking on the Westside Talent - fucking up the Northside I'm a major talent Talent - fighting on the Eastside Talent - taking on the Westside Talent - fucking up the Northside I met this dude today Down in the sewers of Paris Was hiding from the sun What a waste of talent