
Alarm Clock Flow
bigtungtungtung· 2:21 · 24 plays · v3-preview
- conscious
- boom bap
- experimental hip hop
- east coast hip hop
- conscious hip hop
About
Damn My Alter Ego Chronos goin hard
Lyrics
Yeah...
They hit snooze...
I hit goals.
Verse 1
Tick-tock, wristwatch, grit locked, kick-start,
Built blocks, brick by brick, never skipped parts.
Minute hand, vivid plans, livin' fast, driven man,
Different path, finish last? Never—that isn't chance.
Clocks don't care if you're scared or prepared,
Time keeps movin' while excuses fill the air.
Every second's like a seed if you plant it,
Waste it once, watch opportunity vanish.
I don't race the clock—I synchronize,
Pressure made diamonds, I crystallize.
While they counted sheep, I counted dreams,
Now the spotlight glows where the doubt once beamed.
Chorus
Alarm clock flow—
I don't slow, I just grow.
Every tick says go,
Every bar overload.
Wake up, stand up,
Don't fold, don't freeze.
Time won't wait—
It keeps no receipts.
Verse 2
Pendulum swing, but my pen stays steady,
Mind like a metronome, always ready.
Blueprint bars with a builder's vision,
Every rhyme laid down with precision.
Hands on the clock, hands in the work,
Hands never idle, that's how I earned.
Deadlines don't deaden me—they define me,
Pressure puts polish where doubt couldn't find me.
Hours turn towers, the power compounds,
Lost kids get found when the purpose gets loud.
I don't chase luck—I pace up,
Stay cut, stay tough, never gave up.
Bridge
Every sunrise starts in the dark.
Every legend starts with a spark.
Every dream starts with one decision—
Wake...
Up.
Verse 3
I hear the ticking like it's speaking in code,
"Build while they're sleeping," that's the path that I chose.
Time is a river, I'm learning the current,
Never burn minutes—I make every one earn it.
Not every loss is a loss in disguise,
Some are the lessons that sharpen the eyes.
The clock on the wall isn't counting me down—
It's counting the moments I'm building a crown.
No rewind, no reset, no replay,
Only the choices you make every weekday.
If life is a stage, then I'm raising the curtain,
Walking through doubt with a purpose that's certain.
Final Chorus
Alarm clock flow—
Every verse overload.
No snooze mode,
Only beast mode.
Wake up.
Rise up.
Stand tall.
Answer...
The wake-up call.
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