HICKORY DICKORY DOCK (Verse 1) Hickory Dickory Dock, don't you dare stop, The mouse ran up the clock, reachin' for the top slot. Ticking, tocking, making moves, nonstop, In the house, on the clock, gonna hit that jackpot. (Chorus) Hickory Dickory Dock, the rhythm's on lock, Mouse on the clock, gotta hit that jackpot. (Verse 2) The clock struck one, but the mouse ain't done, Climbing to the summit, yeah, it's gonna be fun. High up in the air, catchin' rays from the sun, This little mouse knows how to get the job done. (Chorus) Hickory Dickory Dock, the rhythm's on lock, Mouse on the clock, gotta hit that jackpot. (Verse 3) The mouse ran down, with a triumphant crown, Hickory Dickory Dock, it's the talk of the town. From high to low, no need to wear a frown, In the nursery rhyme rap, we've got the renown. In the city streets, where the hustle's profound, The mouse made his move, didn't mess around. With a slick little dance and a hip-hop sound, He owned the clock, it was all hands down. (Chorus) Hickory Dickory Dock, the rhythm's on lock, Mouse on the clock, gotta hit that jackpot. From the burbs to the hood, people gathered 'round, To witness this mouse with rhythm unbound. His tiny paws tapped, the beats did astound, Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse was renowned. He rocked the mic, didn't miss a single round, Spittin' verses so hot, they'd burn the ground. His flow so smooth, it was velvet and silk, The mouse dropped bars, made your heart race and tilt. (Chorus) Hickory Dickory Dock, the rhythm's on lock, Mouse on the clock, gotta hit that jackpot. In the midnight hour, under the starlight quilt, He rapped the story of a mouse with the built. To conquer the clock, he had the will, In the rap game, he was the real deal. So remember the mouse and his rhythmic skill, In Hickory Dickory Dock, he gave us a thrill. A legend in rap, he's the one to fulfill, The rhyme of the clock, and the mouse's goodwill. (Chorus) Hickory Dickory Dock, the rhythm's on lock, Mouse on the clock, gotta hit that jackpot.