Out Of Time

[Intro: Scum]
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Click clack boom!

[Verse 1: Scum]
Finger wrapped around the trigger pull it
Bullet with your name on it seeking your mid section or your head it's all the same
Cause it is a hollow point hide your shock so when that round hits your body it's expanding leaving you bloody on the ground
Extra clip in case I miss you and a knife to cut your throat
Rope to choke you and the razor tucked inside my leather coat
I'll have time to reconsider that's a grave for you to fill
At the point of no return so gotta go and make the kill
Had a chance to weigh my options but decided to proceed
Smoked some weed and drank a forty then went out to make you bleed
Counting down your final seconds aiming a barrel at your neck
From the back in the black Cadillac with a mini-mac got a window cracked
Squeeze the trigger time is up so rattatat here comes the black bullet severing your spine and ripping off your fucking head
Leaving it bouncing on the concrete like a bloody basketball
All it take is a little longer for the rest of you to fall

[Chorus: Scum]
Tickety tick to the tock clickety clack goes the clock
Now it's time to meet your maker give the pearly gate a Glock
Know you got a lot of courage but I got a loaded gun
There's no point in dying tired so don't try to fucking run
Tickety tick to the tock clickety clack goes the clock
Feel the bullet penetrate your body going into shock
God of Time your wound is mortal hope you're ready for the end
I watch you die as I reload the smoking pistol in my hand

[Verse 2: Scum]
Once again I'm evil creeping like we're back in '99
When Sevill was riding with me senseless murder on my mind
Bout to find another victim and commit another crime though they probably do not know when someone's running out of time
Better be kissing all their loved ones better be saying their goodbyes
So much business left unfinished when a person suddenly dies
But there is no way of knowing or when a countdown has begun
When you get crippled by a psycho with an automatic gun
Buck buck better duck dumping on you and not giving a fuck
If some innocent bystanders that surround me might get struck
There are plenty cemeteries and the morgues ain't overflow so there's always room for extra motherfuckers that I kill
So I'm gonna keep on killing filling many body bags
With the women and the children preachers cops and dirty fags
Til my clock no longer ticking time runs out and then I die
Look at me while I keep on ridin' spilling blood and getting high

[Chorus: Scum]
Tickety tick to the tock clickety clack goes the clock
Now it's time to meet your maker give the pearly gate a Glock
Know you got a lot of courage but I got a loaded gun
There's no point in dying tired so don't try to fucking run
Tickety tick to the tock clickety clack goes the clock
Feel the bullet penetrate your body going into shock
God of Time your wound is mortal hope you're ready for the end
I watch you die as I reload the smoking pistol in my hand