It's like clockwork, movin, the of time Four MCs, four minds 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 that I'm sayin whats on my mind When I And thats the bottom stress got a nigga thinkin that he must be trippin I'll be runnin rings around the that they be whippin And know it But still they be frontin Cause I'm somethin That they wanna hear So now theres (nothin) But opposition to my way of life I'm sayin I'm a it on cause I must Yo I'm rhymes Cause its fresh when you def with linguistic, I mean rap thing, is the shit kid (word up) Gettin is a priority No So run that Well quit the at the fuckin mouth Yo It'll never be the same, it use to be Too many half steppers that be up in the industry So yo i drop some science every i make It's like, how you livin Kinda trife and it aint that I wanna mansion and a and all that bullshit The compromise they own integrity to get it Now thats the price to be paid for the riches Sell fuckin soul to the Devil Now those suns a (word) Are tryin to tell me that my rhymes is to abbrasive and (what?) My street attitude aint impressive
I move onto the like a graphic I flow like I'm at my peak each and ever I get a rush I gotta bust the midas touch Grab a hold of the steal an grip it with the camels Let em Hear and witness As I reveal the That's been and revealed I redeam By Red who's One creation In time in this And rhymin a Forever Hip Hop da final act of death Takes my breath Odesables of vega make me go def nothin left But the that creates life Which is the Takes me to the life Where I will still rock your The side is But not Its the grasp and The energy envy in me >From the donnig of 'Till the of eternity Def there will only be
We move clockwork Individual gears movin in And executed procision The regular recital of rhymes One of the many used to escersize the brain So stay To the of time Because dont stop Hip Hop, you stop (stop) At the top of the sets it Red-1 with the record Retro rotation to be not wise Open eyes Before the sounds Countdown, the year The path dramatic to drop mathematics I MCs in a circular configure-ation Is an eventuall Time is of the Its the essence of proffesion To make suggestions Evolve shadows The day is now the means Times is still So dont clock work But take it for what its So syncronize your inc and blink your eyes Cause on the brink of demeise So sit and the lies Flipout, is would describe me best So let me and this mess from my chest Movin like the hands of Four MCs combined in rhyme
Its clockwork we stockin up the But the clerk at the counter be the Spellin out rhymes the mind So it If you get jerked by the collar Then gettin pulled behind The (Misfit) You try to at the boys Checkmate, Red, Yes, indeed So instead I think you step To the (to the side) And just listen to the that be on the ride glide An an forth Like an up from a fresh foot Indeed I will at ya jaw And kick ya down with the shit is coming >From the Me and the You cant ever turn not the way I never stand Yes As I kill rhyme You play Kinetic, the man be suckers That think can defy tha man Misfit I reach down deep in to the 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 the northwest (northwest) you the flow Like Clock Everyday it goes we bust An the shit
I you its like Clockwork You flow how we go
Movin Like the of time Four MCs four in rhyme(x3)
You know im sayin Vancouver of things