yo,tick tock on the clock/
kids messin round, they need a smock/
from all the blood shed/
people turnin up dead/

Give me the props i deserve/
before you take ur last bite, try the orderves/
Tony D will pull through, I thought you knew/
no messin around, put you through the ground/
to never be found, shells by the pound/

Tryin to get the sound out yer ear/
up late watchin cheers, drinkin mad beers/
while other kids were home studyin like queers/
not puttin no one down, but you with that frown/
makes my finger go upside down/