Terra G - Clock Work lyrics

[Verse 1 - Earl Sweatshirt] I rap Gorgeous chrome-plated who*es went home Making paintings from poor quality p**n flicks Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy Sack swaying like Dub-D40 on a door hinge Good lord walk light like the floor slip Look bored hoard all mics in a force grip Pro-abortion endorsing his own importance and Leaving opponents floating with paper in dirty porcelain [Verse 2 - Terra G] Who raps rations of past fashions and crafted a Mad racket? This rant racking the rap pa**ion up The tracks ragged as ram's granite with lamina Planned damage the fans ravage a damned challenger The ma**es standing up. Scrammed before they had enough Cram em in wagon full of acid to the maximum Half back dashing in. Half black, manic lip Slack vans, granite spit, pa**ing all them flaccid kids Scalding hot as holding coals inside a scolding pot And an oven. Smolder loathers in a molten swamp Boasters over-bloated like a stomach known to culture shock Those slogans told a lot. He flows until he dozes off And critics feel the heat of singeing mics and know its sorta hot Vocals loaded up. His flow bestows a spoken punch Scorch the track repeated but it's far from getting over done Tic tock and that sh** rocking the house like ships docking Feel em k**ing, them lips talking And spit hocking up fire like lit stockings Tighter than zip locking and nasty as zit popping sh** talking, you haters are losing like ripped pockets Keep it rigid till this frigate hits the river bed Hipster bred The sh** he says is ripping through their tipsy necks Him figures with spliff hitters and slim n******gs The script triggers a limp figure with limbs injured Then spit sicker than six liquors with gin mixtures Voluble lip arsenal starting to singe obstacles hotter than lit alcohol On the docking block for a rocket My flow dominant. Pop shocked at this known scholar I wrote phonics, b**h Baller from the start, and that part'll never falter Startled? Spitting lava and ripping bars from this armament Surrounded by novices, mock rockers and parliament So I can give a f** about your armless argument [Outro - Earl Sweatshirt] That's how we livin' n***a, it's not a big deal...