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 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
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