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letra de half man half machine - clockworc

[verse 1: clockworc]
y’all be learning to swim and
i’m supplying the fins
run up and get stuck like siamese twins
i’m that surgeon general and surgeon i’m going in
and i like my beefs fat like they got h-lla chins
y’all irrelevant
my hand on the pulse and i’m holding down on it
i’m choking the rap game till the eyes be bulging out of it
i’m checking the counterfeit
they piling around the kid
i’m counting them but they been spending
living out of pocket and they cowardice
the fact is there’s no arounding it
and daddy grounded ’em
thеy acting like no hair up on they peachеs
and they powdering
and now my grin reflecting the tale that be about a b-tch
you so vain you probably think this song about you and it is
the silence after the silencer i love the sound of it
finna throw it on a track and make a banger out of it
how to rip yourself by rapping acting like you ’bout it is
the only thing that i can think to name your album and it fits
enough of the funny sh-t and the puns and wit
i’m here for punishing
i’m freezing everyone and y’all can guess what i be grubbing
is revenge
yes
so sinfully sweet
just one bite might make my gums bleed
ya
[hook: clockworc] (x2)
who that
tap dancing on a razor blade
who that
gold making in a major way
hey b
half man half machine
all fiend
yeah clock gone working till my veins won’t bleed

[verse 2: clockworc]
i’m chatting with my nemesis
up in my head again
he telling me behead and be the only way i’m getting rid of him
but then again i guess that we could be friends
cause any angel on my shoulder done fallen and i ain’t got a grip
hollow tip (ooh)
sound too delic-
but i done had a big breakfast
no pos
when it’s feeding time
i’mma recommit
and i devour your soul like you shrimp and grits
i be spitting soul food
y’all be whole foods
y’all be old news
tell ya hoe i don’t want no nudes
throw through
whole crew
getting ass for the snowshoes
no cold brew
you ain’t been a whole no juice
checking my patience it be thinner than pookie
but i don’t owe you sh-t, nah
wrong movie
i be spitting like i’m hawking a loogie on [caroogies?] gucci
yo b-tches be hootie blowing big fish up in jacuzzis
i been one of em
one and done and numb
then i run it up
i’m golden
that’s why they always try to honeysuck (ugh)
get they tummy stuck
i’m a scummy f-ck
but i’m too clean
that’s why they never get some from the gutter up
[hook: clockworc] (x2)
who that
tap dancing on a razor blade
who that
gold making in a major way
hey b
half man half machine
all fiend
yeah clock gone working till my veins won’t bleed

[bridge: clockworc] (x2)
half man half machine
all fiend
yeah clock gone working till my veins won’t bleed

[interlude: bert kreischer]
stop!
what’d you say?
i am the machine
i’m the machine!

[verse 3: clockworc]
i take my shoes off and i moonwalk with a boombox and a maze on top of a katana blade
i only bleed a drop a day
i’m crying baby take the pain away
but baby in the corner fading away like jordan scoring dope
and letting all our demons play
and either way i had to pay to play
and i blew they wigs off
no toupee to blame
with a max so notorious i left with rage
and now y’all couldn’t even hang if you’s orangutang
[hook: clockworc] (x2)
who that
tap dancing on a razor blade
who that
gold making in a major way
hey b
half man half machine
all fiend
yeah clock gone working till my veins won’t bleed

[outro; bert kreischer]
i’m the machine!

- clockworc

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