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
 Vancouver side of things