Roots Manuva - Clockwork Lyrics
Aint nothin but this uncut croughness I bringDon't care bout no fide I do my own thingGiving chase in this rat race, fears be faceand me be on the case, proud plus braveReady to be taking them drastic measuresGive me my treasure then splurtCould not give a brand new blouse and skirtI told you both through, fight through the bleatClench my teeth dweet, enzymes for meBy any which method positivities be we shepherdWe pounce like left limb leopardIf you ever see me in the street pulling brand new good movesYou're wrong to confuse me with regular riff-raff, I got me cause and callingNever have I held any love for stallingRush and make hasteYou down for rebellion left-handed glove we embrace the millenium(chorus)Ticka-ticka tock my golden penScribble 'pon the paper from yassa to whenWe drop style 'pon the heathens demThose who can't dig it well I feel the problemAint no record that can hold me, I'm oversizedEars ever be open to the words of the wiseBut there's untold cats on my corner perpetratingRead a few books and now their talkingThey're looking to convert yours truly, but I'm unrulyPlus, for the crew like cooly folkMixing up the Guinness with the raw egg yolkCos it's all about strength while we walk through the valley of the snipe, heathensGet thee from my sight, you cats is ever eagerTo preach up in my face when you just about scrape to know all that isHow the hell you try to tell me coca-cola got fizz?I read your pamphlet four times, It don't make senseYou front like Uri scholar, shit smells pretenceYous best get off your horse, drink your milk, get the frig outIt goes (chorus)What the frig makes you friggers want to frig with this?Now you fools got me living with this mental fistThat I wear with knuckledusters, taking out these frogs in their clustersThree by three, five by fiveHow would you describe this left handed loonyToony votoony, dancegate pressureHeading through the back door straight to the barThen I'm gonna get me some firewaterThen I'm gonna scope out a young fine daughterAh yes, its my wayward nature Hip to a caper, soon to have a house with X amount of acreIt goes(chorus) x3
