Luyện nghe bài hát Clockwork

It's clockwork, movin, the hands of time
Four MCs, four minds in rhyme(x3)

And it goes,like
take it straight to that face plate
Snatch and make it (what now)
Cause what i bring's the natural
I'm
Word up, I got It that
I'm just sayin on my mind
When I
And thats the bottom
Heavy stress got a nigga thinkin that he must be
I'll be rings around the rhymes that they be whippin
And they it
But still must be frontin
Cause I'm somethin
That dont wanna hear
So now theres (nothin)
But opposition to my way of life
I'm sayin I'm a bring it on I must
Yo I'm rhymes
its fresh when you def with linguistic, artistic
I mean this rap thing, is the kid (word up)
Gettin paid is a
No
So run that
Well quit the at the fuckin mouth
Yo never be the same, like it use to be
Too many half that wanna be up in the industry
So yo i drop some science demo i make
like, how you livin homes
Kinda trife and it aint great
I wanna and a yatch and all that bullshit
The niggas compromise own integrity to get it
Now thats the price to be paid for the riches
Sell your fuckin to the Devil
Now those a bitches (word)
Are tryin to tell me that my is to abbrasive and agressive (what?)
My warrior attitude aint impressive

I move onto the scene a graphic
I like traffic
I'm at my each and ever hour
When I get a
I gotta bust with the touch
Grab a hold of the an grip it with the camels clutch
Let em
and bear witness
As I the sickness
That's been and revealed
When I
By Red who's One creation
In in this space
And rhymin a
Forever
Hip Hop
Until da final act of
my last breath
Odesables of saren make me go def
With nothin
But the that creates life
is the soul
Takes me to the next
I will still rock your bone
The is told
But not
Its the grasp and
The energy envy
in me
>From the donnig of
the dusk of eternity
Def scripts will only be

We move like
Individual gears movin in

And executed procision
The recital of rhymes remains
One of the many mechanisms used to escersize the
So stay
To the hands of
Because they stop
Hip Hop, you dont (stop)
At the top of the
Checkmate it
Red-1
Revolves with the

Retro rotation
Known to be not
Open your
Before the sounds
Countdown, the 2000
The path gets
Time to drop
I
Four MCs in a configure-ation
Is an progression
is of the essence
Its the essence of proffesion
To help make
from shadows
The day is now
Whatever the
Times is still
So dont clock this
But take it for what its

So syncronize your inc and
Dont blink eyes
Cause we're on the of demeise
So sit and the lies
Flipout, is would describe me best
So let me
and take this from my chest

Movin the hands of time
Four MCs together in rhyme

Its like
we up the rhymes
But the at the counter be the misfit
Spellin out rhymes the mind
So it
If you get jerked by the collar
Then gettin pulled from
The (Misfit)
You try to at the boys
Checkmate, Red,
Yes, indeed
So instead I you should step
To the (to the side)
And just to the brothas that be on the ride glide
An an forth
Like an up rock from a fresh
I will come at ya jaw
And ya down with the shit that is coming

>From the
Me and the
You cant turn back

not the way
I never still
Yes
As I kill another
You potential
Kinetic, the man be
Electrifying
That they can defy tha man Misfit
I reach deep in to the abis
And pull a to hit ya stiff quick
And the way it go
The impact of a fist
And like I before
The dreaded brothas the northwest (northwest)
Givin you the
Like Work
it goes spontanious
When we
An the shit

I told you its Clockwork
You
flow
how we go

Movin Like the hands of
Four MCs minds
in rhyme(x3)

You what im sayin
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