Luyện nghe bài hát Clockwork

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

And it goes,like
I'll it straight to that face plate
and make it detach (what now)
Cause what i bring's the dispatch
I'm
Word up, I got It that
I'm just whats on my mind
I rhyme
And thats the line
Heavy stress got a thinkin that he must be trippin
I'll be runnin rings around the rhymes they be whippin
And know it
But still they must be
Cause I'm sayin
they dont wanna hear
So now theres (nothin)
But opposition to my every way of
I'm sayin I'm a it on cause I must
Yo I'm bustin
Cause its fresh you def with linguistic, artistic
I this rap thing, is the shit kid (word up)
paid is a priority
No
So run that
Well quit the runnin at the mouth
Yo It'll never be the same, it use to be
Too many steppers that wanna be up in the industry
So yo i drop science every demo i make
It's like, how you livin
Kinda trife and it aint that
I wanna mansion and a yatch and all that
The niggas they own integrity to get it
Now thats the price to be paid for the riches
Sell your fuckin soul to the
Now those suns a (word)
Are tryin to tell me that my rhymes is to abbrasive and (what?)
My street warrior attitude aint

I move onto the scene a graphic
I flow traffic
I'm at my peak each and hour
When I get a
I gotta bust with the touch
Grab a hold of the steal an grip it the camels clutch
Let em
and bear witness
As I reveal the
That's been quaratined and
When I
By Red who's One creation
In time in this
And a nation
chasin
Hip Hop
Until da final act of
Takes my breath
Odesables of saren make me go def
With nothin
But the force that life
Which is the
Takes me to the life
Where I still rock your bone
The side is
But not
Its the and behold
The they envy
in me
>From the of time
'Till the dusk of
Def scripts will only be

We like clockwork
Individual gears movin in

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

Retro rotation
Known to be not
Open eyes
Before the sounds
Countdown, the 2000
The gets dramatic
Time to drop
I
Four MCs in a circular
Is an eventuall
Time is of the
Its the essence of this
To make suggestions
Evolve from
The day is now
Whatever the
Times is critical
So clock this work
But take it for what its

So syncronize inc and rise
Dont your eyes
Cause we're on the brink of
So sit and re-think the
Flipout, is what would describe me
So let me
and take this from my chest

Movin like the hands of
MCs combined together in rhyme

Its like
we stockin up the
But the clerk at the counter be the
Spellin out from the mind
So it
If you get jerked by the collar
Then gettin pulled behind
The (Misfit)
You try to holla at the
Checkmate, Red,
Yes, Misfit
So instead I think you step
To the (to the side)
And just to the brothas that be on the ride glide
An back an
Like an up rock from a fresh
Indeed I come at ya jaw
And kick ya down with the that is coming

>From the
Me and the
You cant ever turn

not the way
I never still
Yes
As I kill another
You play
Kinetic, the man be
Electrifying
think they can defy tha man Misfit
I down deep 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 dreaded brothas from the (northwest)
you the flow
Like Clock
Everyday it spontanious
we bust
An the shit

I told you its Clockwork
You
flow
how we go

Movin the hands of time
Four MCs four
in rhyme(x3)

You what im sayin
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