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For me the clock is ticking

For you the glock is anticipating

It's eminent, your ticket taker

Will rise up and disavow your provocations

Fake heart, forced rhymes

Fraudulent claims that you never told a lie

Big words from a rather small silhouette

Understand you're never gonna gonna get it

Sleeping your way to the middle of the charts

It's over in the minute when your legs won't spread that far apart

It's gross when i hear you've slept with all my friends

There's not a name that you haven't had your lips around

Fake heart, forced rhymes

Fraudulent claims that you never told a lie

Big words from a rather small silhouette

Understand you're never gonna gonna get it

Your number, your number, your number's up