Round the Clock - Denace

Hi, my name is

Hi, my name is

Hi, my name is chicka chicka, not Slim Shady

Hi, my name is

Hi, my name is chicka chicka, Nasty

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

R-round the clock, I get hated on

T-t-take a guess, yes, you may be wrong

Just listen, what do I remind you of?

I’ll give a little hint, chicka, that’s enough

Chicka, Slim Shady, chicka, Eminem

I hear it all day, man, I’m getting sick of him

I get compared daily like I’m his fucking twin

It’s so sick I wanna jump out this life I’m in

Or switch voice boxes, with someone else, chicka

Someone else, chicka, someone help me

I can’t take this, somebody save me

Marshall, Marshall, chicka, Dr. Dre me

That’s the only way they’ll stop on hating me

That’s the only way radios will play me

It’s a gift and a curse, wrapped in hell

And brought to this earth by the Devil himself

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

Hi, my name is, hi, my name is

Hi, my name is, chicka, not Shady

I’m not his cousin, no, I’m not his brother, no

I’m so sorry, yo, it’s only audio

And it ain’t my fault, sounds fake and all

But if you knew me, you would know I’m set on default

I step in the mall, all eyes on me

Why God, why me?

Why must I be

This, chicka chicka, center of attraction, chicka

In a blender, set on maximum

They always asking me, if I like Slim, chicka

I don’t answer them, chicka, but I fuck Kim

I change the subject, they change it right back

Can’t we talk about something other than that?

Everyday the same thing thing, yo, it’s driving me crazy

My voice, I can’t change, let it go or just hate me

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

R-round the clock, I get dissed on

Do you understand what it’s like to get shit on?

It’s not a diss, chicka, Slim is not the victim

I am just addressing that people got me mixed up

For some carbon copy, chicka

Imi-tating and playing, invading Slim’s fame and

Trying to get famous, chicka chicka

That ain’t it, I am the way that I am, I don’t fake it

My friends know me, the others can take shit

And eat shit 'til their stomach starts to ache them

Fuck y’all, lick a dick and lick an anus, chicka

Shiver nameless and I can give a damn, bitch

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on

Round the clock

Round the clock

Round the clock, I get hated on