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TIK-TOK Video (MV)




Performed By: Tribal Tone
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Steven Espinosa, Nicholas Torres




Tribal Tone - TIK-TOK Lyrics




Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind
Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind

Feeding y'all some ebonics
Disease-ridden bubonics
Like sickle cell and hydraulics
I was born to swam y'all acknowledge
Name was created for more than
Just eating, sleeping, and lying
I'll speak and feed you the lions
When i speak, i'm speaking through zion
When i write, i'm writing for virtue
Kings, dictation, disciples
My mind be driving in circles
Until i realize they cycles
Like diamonds stuck in the prism
Future stuck in the vision
Present stuck in the dream
And i'm waking all of the children now
I'm the sauce
Like i'm dying from the cross
Like i'm guiding all the loss
Across the ancient seas of humility
I got a knapsack in my backpack be tranquility
I got a snapback in my track be spoken
Y'all need some more of me
Teaching y'all the histology
Get a land and topography
Understand ideologies
I'm like the shamans
Be wisdom written uncommonly
Some be calling me prophecy
Others call me the conscious being
So anyways, well
Diamonds all up in your prism
I smell like marijuana
Mixing with a potent vision
I see the virtues of a higher being
I ain't tripping
I taste like fine wine
And girls be trying to get a sipping

Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind
Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind

Tic, Tic, Toc
Just kids on the block
Ain't too worried about the hands on the clock
Some kids wake up with their hands on the glock
While other kids play games and whack in a sock
No reason to stop every reason to pop
Wait till the day when our album will drop
Out of this world like circles and crops
Support for my pops, not friendly with cops
You know i got the third eye side wide open
So whatever we smoking, it gotta be potent
Lifting the mind with the words that are spoken
The hours go by like we talking on rogan
We high and we joking, we laughing, we coping
The fire, the broken, needs fixing, we hoping
To bring you the fruits of our labor and roots
Our infinite minds, put truth in the booth
DR. SKAR & KOMU
With the sound of the Tribal Tone
This the sound

Tic, Tic, Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind
And it don't stop
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Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind
Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind

Feeding y'all some ebonics
Disease-ridden bubonics
Like sickle cell and hydraulics
I was born to swam y'all acknowledge
Name was created for more than
Just eating, sleeping, and lying
I'll speak and feed you the lions
When i speak, i'm speaking through zion
When i write, i'm writing for virtue
Kings, dictation, disciples
My mind be driving in circles
Until i realize they cycles
Like diamonds stuck in the prism
Future stuck in the vision
Present stuck in the dream
And i'm waking all of the children now
I'm the sauce
Like i'm dying from the cross
Like i'm guiding all the loss
Across the ancient seas of humility
I got a knapsack in my backpack be tranquility
I got a snapback in my track be spoken
Y'all need some more of me
Teaching y'all the histology
Get a land and topography
Understand ideologies
I'm like the shamans
Be wisdom written uncommonly
Some be calling me prophecy
Others call me the conscious being
So anyways, well
Diamonds all up in your prism
I smell like marijuana
Mixing with a potent vision
I see the virtues of a higher being
I ain't tripping
I taste like fine wine
And girls be trying to get a sipping

Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind
Tic Tic Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind

Tic, Tic, Toc
Just kids on the block
Ain't too worried about the hands on the clock
Some kids wake up with their hands on the glock
While other kids play games and whack in a sock
No reason to stop every reason to pop
Wait till the day when our album will drop
Out of this world like circles and crops
Support for my pops, not friendly with cops
You know i got the third eye side wide open
So whatever we smoking, it gotta be potent
Lifting the mind with the words that are spoken
The hours go by like we talking on rogan
We high and we joking, we laughing, we coping
The fire, the broken, needs fixing, we hoping
To bring you the fruits of our labor and roots
Our infinite minds, put truth in the booth
DR. SKAR & KOMU
With the sound of the Tribal Tone
This the sound

Tic, Tic, Toc
And it don't stop
My mind don't stop
My mind, my mind
And it don't stop
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Writer: Steven Espinosa, Nicholas Torres
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