Luyện nghe bài hát Clockwork

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

And it goes,like
I'll take it straight to that plate
Snatch and make it (what now)
Cause what i bring's the dispatch
I'm
Word up, I got It like
I'm just sayin whats on my
When I
And thats the bottom
stress got a nigga 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 way of life
I'm sayin I'm a bring it on cause I
Yo I'm rhymes
Cause its when you def with linguistic, artistic
I this rap thing, is the shit kid (word up)
paid is a priority
No
So run that
Well the runnin at the fuckin mouth
Yo never be the same, like it use to be
Too many steppers that wanna be up in the industry
So yo i some science every demo i make
like, how you livin homes
Kinda and it aint that great
I mansion 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 suns a bitches (word)
Are tryin to tell me that my rhymes is to abbrasive and (what?)
My street warrior aint impressive

I move the scene like 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 bear
As I reveal the
been quaratined and revealed
When I
By Red who's One creation
In time in space
And rhymin a
chasin
Hip Hop
Until da final act of
Takes my breath
Odesables of saren make me go def
With left
But the force that life
is the soul
Takes me to the life
Where I will still rock bone
The is told
But not
Its the and behold
The they envy
in me
>From the donnig of
'Till the of eternity
Def scripts there will be

We move clockwork
Individual gears in sync

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

Retro grave
Known to be not
your eyes
Before the sounds
Countdown, the year
The path gets
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 this work
But take it for its worth

So your inc and rise
blink your eyes
Cause we're on the brink of
So sit and the lies
Flipout, is what would me best
So let me
and take this mess my chest

Movin the hands of time
Four MCs combined in rhyme

Its clockwork
we stockin up the
But the at the counter be the misfit
Spellin out from the mind
So it
If you wanna get by the collar
gettin pulled from behind
The (Misfit)
You try to at the boys
Checkmate, Red,
Yes, Misfit
So instead I think you step
To the (to the side)
And just listen to the brothas that be on the ride
An back an
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 ever back

not the way
I never still
Yes
As I kill another
You play
Kinetic, the man be
suckers
That they can defy tha man Misfit
I reach down in to the abis
And a rhyme to hit ya stiff quick
And the way it go
The of a firm fist
And I said before
The dreaded brothas from the (northwest)
Givin you the
Like Clock
Everyday it goes
When we
An thats the

I told you its like
You
flow
how we go

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

You what im sayin
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