It's like clockwork, movin, the of time Four MCs, four combined in rhyme(x3)
And it goes,like I'll take it to that face plate Snatch and it detach (what now) Cause i bring's the natural dispatch I'm up, I got It like that I'm sayin whats on my mind When I And the bottom line stress got a nigga thinkin that he must be trippin I'll be runnin around the rhymes that they be whippin And they it But still must be frontin Cause I'm somethin they dont wanna hear So now theres (nothin) But opposition to my way of life I'm sayin I'm a bring it on cause I Yo I'm rhymes Cause its fresh when you def linguistic, artistic I this rap thing, is the shit kid (word up) Gettin paid is a No So run that Well the runnin at the fuckin mouth Yo It'll be the same, like it use to be Too many half steppers that be up in the industry So yo i some science every demo i make like, how you livin homes Kinda trife and it that great I wanna and a yatch and all that bullshit The niggas they own integrity to get it Now maybe thats the price to be paid for the Sell fuckin soul to the Devil Now those a bitches (word) Are tryin to tell me that my rhymes is to and agressive (what?) My street warrior aint impressive
I move onto the scene a graphic I flow traffic I'm at my peak each and hour I get a rush I gotta bust with the touch Grab a hold of the steal an grip it the camels clutch Let em Hear and witness As I reveal the That's quaratined and revealed When I By Red One with creation In in this space And a nation Forever Hip Hop Until da act of death Takes my breath Odesables of saren vega me go def With left But the that creates life is the soul Takes me to the next Where I still rock your bone The side is But not Its the grasp and The energy they in me >From the of time 'Till the of eternity Def scripts there will be
We move clockwork gears movin in sync And executed procision The regular recital of rhymes One of the many mechanisms to escersize the brain So wise To the hands of Because dont stop Hip Hop, you stop (stop) At the top of the sets it Red-1 Revolves the record Retro rotation to be not wise Open eyes Before the sounds Countdown, the 2000 The path dramatic Time to mathematics I Four MCs in a configure-ation Is an progression is of the essence Its the essence of proffesion To make suggestions Evolve shadows The day is now the means Times is still So dont clock this But take it for its worth So your inc and rise Dont blink your Cause we're on the of demeise So sit and re-think the Flipout, is what describe me best So let me and take this from my chest Movin the hands of time Four MCs combined in rhyme
Its like we stockin up the But the clerk at the counter be the out rhymes from the mind So it If you get jerked by the collar Then pulled from behind The (Misfit) You try to at the boys Checkmate, Red, Yes, indeed So instead I think you should To the (to the side) And listen to the brothas that be on the ride glide An an forth Like an up rock from a foot Indeed I will at ya jaw And kick ya down the shit that is coming >From the Me and the You ever turn back not the way I stand still Yes As I kill another You play Kinetic, the man be suckers That think they can defy tha man I reach down in to the abis And pull a rhyme to hit ya stiff And the way it go The impact of a fist And like I said The brothas from the northwest (northwest) you the flow Like Work Everyday it goes When we An the shit
I you its like Clockwork You Everyday how we go
Movin Like the hands of MCs four minds in rhyme(x3)
You know im sayin Vancouver of things