Blackalicious - Clockwork Lyrics
We getting' ready, to start the setIt's clockwork, got workPut it in like doctors with awkwardnessMopped your whole flock upAnd walked toward yaScattered all up on the chalkboardSocrates self is thoughtlessFrom farmers to MetropolisI get these process all twistedForm mental visual opticsMy job description rock wizClock ticksI'm toxic giving oxygen to the thoughtlessIntoxicant knocking the planet off it's axisLike oxes chappin(?)Boxing compin (?) it up out thoughPeepin it looseSeeped in to youBegin in to the outroMC is what I be about thoughThe freshest widow without thoughI can outflowAny little doubtYour little mouth throw out soTake it out thoughSo I'm a gardenerI'm a chef eatin all you carnivoresI'm an ancient Zen master philosophic thoughtComin like the Art of WarHandyman with lyrical hardwareAnd my house ain't made a gingerBut its made of an array of pages that'll slay ya like a ninjaUnemployed, no, I got workAnd my job descriptionA rap technicianFrom sun up to sun downAnd it's clockworkCan you understand?Every beat be made with sucker DJ's plus scissors and tapeCan you understand?Lyrics that I write will put you in sound out of sightCan you understand?Master of scratching yes is he the one slippinOr is he the real captain?Can you understand?The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the clockGrabbin the mic and unravelin withThe force of a javelin hitTravelin Gift of Gab and I'm itMC's are havin a fitA man and a myth with a hat of magical tricks stored in my cabina-ne
