Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Klokwise
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Turnbull
Songwriter
Nathan Turnbull
Songwriter
David Monks
Songwriter
Mitchell Maidens
Songwriter
Robert Ortiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Weston
Mastering Engineer
Jesse Turnbull
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
It's time
Lose your fucking mind
What?
Lose your fucking mind
You're goddamn right brother
Lose your fucking mind
It's getting hot in here
I'm about to lose it
Lose your fucking mind
We're crushing and breaking the earth
Taking the title and making them hurt
Lose it
Lose your fucking mind
Whatever, we're crushing it
Putting ass on the mat that's punishment
Oh DEAR-GOD is broken in half
One step forward, two steps back
The klok got nervous when I hopped on the track
I want all the smoke and I want all the flack
I speak facts and the haters get mad
Hey DEAR-GOD it's nice to meet yuh
Thanks you for your time, thanks for the feature
Gotta grab the muzzle, might have to beat yuh
If you don't make a move, they'll have to teach ya
Get moving
Back up, back up, get this grooving
Get moving
Back up, back up, I'm about to lose it
Lose your fucking mind
We're crushing and breaking the earth
Taking the title and making them hurt
Lose it
Lose your fucking mind
Whatever, we're crushing it
Putting ass on the mat that's punishment
Smash your iPad in front of your son’s face
Baseball bat to your fucking face
Shake that ass to the fucking bass
Come on, disrespect this fucking space
No defeat, we pass your wasted time
Driving through your head, we're at our prime
Klok algorithm perfect, so refined
Spin that shit back, let's go rewind
He's dead!
One step forward, two steps back
Yeah, I got the stamina imma slap back
Imma hit you so hard your bones will crack
Drink some milk boy, you're gonna get whacked
Whop, whop, whop, yeah, I'm gunna ignorant
Slap, slap, slap
Make you swim with the fish
Back, back, back, before ya get your tooth chipped
I pack punch
Come and get a sip * redacted *
Get moving
Back up, back up, get this grooving
Get moving
Back up, back up, I'm about to lose it
Bring him to me
You wanna go toe to toe with the most electrifying band in musical entertainment?
Do you smell what the klok is cooking?
I'm about to lose it
Lose your fucking mind
We're crushing and breaking the earth
Taking the title and making them hurt
Lose it
Lose your fucking mind
Whatever, we're crushing it
Putting ass on the mat that's punishment
Lose it
Lose it
I'm about to lose
What's up, wanna wrestle?
What do you wanna do?
What do you wanna do??
What do you wanna do???
What do you wanna do????
ahhh
Kiss
Written by: David Monks, Jesse Turnbull, Mitchell Maidens, Nathan Turnbull, Robert Ortiz