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No clocks They break you you don't break rocks Watch yourself rot in a box Dirt in ya nostrils, worms all in ya thoughts A thousand plateaus, a constellation of prisons An ocean of archipelagos, an algorithm Apply Pressure to achieve desired results Voices in the ventilation float different Foucault call collect sound like long distance The jack keep clipping and clipping The rack keep clicking and clicking Can't speak freely so we both just listen, bad wishin' You don't have to do a thing the machine grind 'til it glisten Keep time 'til it's finished Up late sipping I re-read old kites Faded pencil, handwritten Re-relive those nights chest tight I'm trippin' Use to be they bail you out for lynchin' Now it's Chinese Boxes you disappear in the system Ad Seg, hospital corners on the bed poured cement Woke up, poured gin, Navy strength Lord Jim, the wave big as shit Poor kid, the natives put ya head on a stick Niggas out here snakin', I am not mistaken Letras de cancionesAll my problems come from zero conversation What y'all find amazing? I don't find my way in Y'all was knocked out way before I weighed in Stowaway in the back of the car, Biggie bled All the clocks, Brooklyn went cold the night that manifest No one on Church Ave made a sound until it came correct A pound of flesh was needed to scale when time to pay respect Fuck Puff, survivor's remorse should keep him fucked up Riding out on a warhorse, leave dummies dumbstruck I prefer [?] and L-Boogie went unplugged Baptist warlord [?], we all are one blood Public enemy number, carry the one Icarus melted his wings, he tried to carry sun Georgetown wasn't all good, Othella Harrington Vic Page went eye for an eye until he carried guns Niggas out here snakin', I am not mistaken All my problems come from zero conversation What y'all find amazing? I don't find my way in Y'all was knocked out way before I weighed in Nikki too flame, make it too hot for the rest of y'all Off top in the vestibule Suck a dick, lick the balls, like any real bitch would Fist full of dollars, neck work 'til he holler Flip it and reverse it, she's one to look out for I wish she'd get out more Kill a [?] outlaw, mouth sores All in the feeling like a maelstrom Smoke the number off the scale and get her nails done I got bail money trick, is it snow, is it hail? Who wanna rock with a real one? No ducking no deal done Don't try to play me, baby Sometimes you tell the truth, they think you crazy Lately I been on some ill shit I feel you but you gotta chill, sis I'd probably given you a beat, but I think you stale Krill smoke waft out in the East, mad dog spill Belittle niggas, razor tongue, what's up with the [?] Y'all play tough and pay for a thumb in the butt She tell me "Enough," livin' it up, dim into dusk Tracks pull from the back, wide load, pass through Crude intimate tattoo, is you daft or is you dumb? If you askin', here it come, this is yours for now Soft and round, they come for miles around Beaming down, they say the jaws astound Working out the building Literally wildin' for respect, waking the children Still at it, dawn breaks, drug traffic Patterns and schematics, quit pressin' that goddamn buzzer There's a lot of blood early on here An awful lot of blood early on here An awful lot of blood early on here From Letras Mania