Clockwork Lyrics - Singles - Rascalz

It's like clockwork, movin, the hands of time 

Four MCs, four minds combined in rhyme(x3) 

And it goes,like this 

I'll take it straight to that face plate 

Snatch and make it detach (what now) 

Cause what i bring's the natural dispatch 

I'm magical 

Word up, I got It like that 

I'm just sayin whats on my mind 

When I rhyme 

And thats the bottom line 

Heavy stress got a nigga thinkin that he must be trippin 

I'll be runnin rings around the rhymes that they be whippin 

And they know it 

But still they must be frontin 

Cause I'm sayin somethin 

That they dont wanna hear 

So now theres nothin (nothin) 

But opposition to my every way of life 

I'm sayin I'm a bring it on cause I must 

Yo I'm bustin rhymes 

Cause its fresh when you def with linguistic, artistic 

I mean this rap thing, is the shit kid (word up) 

Gettin paid is a priority 

No Doubt 

So run that route 

Well quit the runnin at the fuckin mouth 

Yo It'll never be the same, like it use to be 

Too many half steppers that wanna be up in the industry 

So yo i drop some science every demo i make 

It's like, how you livin homes 

Kinda trife and it aint that great 

I wanna mansion and a yatch and all that bullshit 

The niggas compromise they own integrity to get it 

Now maybe thats the price to be paid for the riches 

Sell your fuckin soul to the Devil 

Now those suns a bitches (word) 

Are tryin to tell me that my rhymes is to abbrasive and agressive (what?) 

My street warrior attitude aint impressive 

I move onto the scene like a graphic 

I flow like traffic 

I'm at my peak each and ever hour 

When I get a rush 

I gotta bust with the midas touch 

Grab a hold of the steal an grip it with the camels clutch 

Let em feel 

Hear and bear witness 

As I reveal the sickness 

That's been quaratined and revealed 

When I redeam 

By Red who's One with creation 

In time in this space 

And rhymin a nation 

Forever chasin 

Hip Hop 

Until da final act of death 

Takes my last breath 

Odesables of saren vega make me go def 

With nothin left 

But the force that creates life 

Which is the soul 

Takes me to the next life 

Where I will still rock your bone 

The side is told 

But not beleive 

Its the grasp and behold 

The energy they envy 

Manafested in me 

>From the donnig of time 

'Till the dusk of eternity 

Def scripts there will only be 

We move like clockwork 

Individual gears movin in sync 

Condition 

And executed with procision 

The regular recital of rhymes remains 

One of the many mechanisms used to escersize the brain 

So stay wise 

To the hands of time 

Because they dont stop 

Hip Hop, you dont stop (stop) 

At the top of the hour 

Checkmate sets it 

Red-1 renegade 

Revolves with the record 

Clockwise 

Retro grave rotation 

Known to be not wise 

Open your eyes 

Before the alarm sounds 

Countdown, the year 2000 

The path gets dramatic 

Time to drop mathematics 

I figure 

Four MCs in a circular configure-ation 

Is an eventuall progression 

Time is of the essence 

Its the essence of this proffesion 

To help make suggestions 

Evolve from shadows 

The day is now digital 

Whatever the means 

Times is still critical 

So dont clock this work 

But take it for what its worth 

Clockwork 

So syncronize your inc and rise 

Dont blink your eyes 

Cause we're on the brink of demeise 

So sit and re-think the lies 

Flipout, is what would describe me best 

So let me Flipout 

and take this mess from my chest 

Clockwork 

Movin like the hands of time 

Four MCs combined together in rhyme 

Its like clockwork 

we stockin up the rhymes 

But the clerk at the counter be the misfit 

Spellin out rhymes from the mind 

So check it 

If you wanna get jerked by the collar 

Then gettin pulled from behind 

The Misfit (Misfit) 

You try to holla at the boys 

Checkmate, Red, Flipout 

Yes, indeed Misfit 

So instead I think you should step 

To the side (to the side) 

And just listen to the brothas that be on the ride glide 

An back an forth 

Like an up rock from a fresh foot 

Indeed I will come at ya jaw 

And kick ya down with the shit that is coming 

Compound 

>From the element 

Me and the track 

You cant ever turn back 

Whack 

Thats not the way 

I never stand still 

Yes indead 

As I kill another rhyme 

You play potential 

Kinetic, the man be electric 

Electrifying suckers 

That think they can defy tha man Misfit 

I reach down deep in to the abis 

And pull a rhyme to hit ya stiff quick 

And thats the way it go 

The impact of a firm fist 

And like I said before 

The dreaded brothas from the northwest (northwest) 

Givin you the flow 

Like Clock Work 

Everyday it goes spontanious 

When we bust 

An thats the shit 

I told you its like Clockwork 

You know 

Everyday flow 

Thats how we go 

Clockwork 

Movin Like the hands of time 

Four MCs four minds 

Together in rhyme(x3) 

You know what im sayin 

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