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 like I'm just sayin whats on my I rhyme And thats the bottom Heavy stress got a nigga thinkin he must be trippin be runnin rings around the rhymes that they be whippin And know it But still they must be Cause I'm somethin That dont wanna hear So now theres (nothin) But opposition to my every way of I'm sayin I'm a bring it on I must Yo I'm rhymes Cause its fresh when you def with linguistic, I this rap thing, is the shit kid (word up) paid is a priority No So run route Well quit the runnin at the mouth Yo never be the same, like it use to be Too many half steppers that wanna be up in the So yo i drop some every demo i make It's like, how you homes Kinda trife and it aint great I wanna and a yatch and all that bullshit The niggas compromise they own to get it Now thats the price to be paid for the riches Sell your fuckin soul to the Now suns a bitches (word) Are tryin to tell me that my rhymes is to abbrasive and (what?) My street warrior attitude impressive
I onto the scene like a graphic I flow traffic I'm at my peak and ever hour I get a rush I gotta with the midas touch Grab a hold of the steal an grip it the camels clutch Let em and bear witness As I reveal the been quaratined and revealed When I By Red who's One creation In time in space And a nation chasin Hip Hop Until da act of death Takes my breath Odesables of saren vega me go def With nothin But the that creates life Which is the me to the next life Where I still rock your bone The is told But not Its the grasp and The energy envy in me >From the of time 'Till the dusk of Def there will only be
We move clockwork Individual gears in sync And executed with The regular recital of rhymes One of the mechanisms used to escersize the brain So wise To the hands of Because they stop Hip Hop, you stop (stop) At the top of the sets it Red-1 Revolves the record Retro rotation Known to be not Open eyes the alarm sounds Countdown, the year The gets dramatic Time to mathematics I Four MCs in a circular Is an eventuall Time is of the Its the of this proffesion To make suggestions from shadows The day is now the means Times is critical So dont clock this But take it for what its So your inc and rise blink your eyes Cause we're on the brink of So sit and the lies Flipout, is would describe me best So let me and take this from my chest Movin like the of time Four MCs together in rhyme
Its clockwork we up the rhymes But the at the counter be the misfit Spellin out from the mind So it If you get jerked by the collar Then pulled from behind The (Misfit) You try to holla at the Checkmate, Red, Yes, Misfit So instead I think you should To the (to the side) And just listen to the brothas 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 with the shit 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 they can defy tha man Misfit I down deep in to the abis And a rhyme to hit ya stiff quick And the way it go The impact of a firm And like I before The brothas from the northwest (northwest) Givin you the Clock Work Everyday it spontanious we bust An thats the
I you its like Clockwork You flow how we go
Movin Like the hands of Four MCs four in rhyme(x3)
You know what im Vancouver of things