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bitches be jackin' like they like me
Explicit flow so tight, see a nigga suckin' me like crackheads on that pipe, be
Feed out them feeds out like clockwork,

I let her know then I put her ass to work
Then I made it rain like
You
Got
Served
Then she made it twerk
Just like clockwork
Then she told me feed her

is just my clockwork brain, your fuck ups feed me, no pain no gain!


You must be so proud
c smiling face in the crowd
But nowhere to belong
Feeling

expanding
Real tasks - that are demanding

This body is invincible
Perfection is the principle

Feel the clockwork
Of the new heart
Precision
Feed

Clockwork Punk

Bis

Intendo

1998

and disco
But you won't see me as I make you a code jerk
I am stationary, I am run by clockwork

Eating up your numbers as you feed me more and more
Only

meant to come
Those who won't learn the course of the ships they pilot

Civilizations of clockwork, fire and glass
Scents of warm bodies, rot, bone,

genocide
We the enemy
Tired of these feeble minded clones trynna feed off me
So I go ghost, clockwork, for my synergy
Sync with the pros, then rise to my

the deadness
Is it that the madness feeds off all of the dreadness
That's not even a word
Whatever
Like clockwork, it never fails to come by
Like a visiting

like clockwork, how she give me sum
When I first did her, I was feeling numb
Novocain Jane how she really cum
When we all done, she let me look at her

Swindle, watch like hawkers, open up shop
Run like clockwork, knock knock
Welcome, the sign, dotted line
Join the club, pub crawl, flesh creep
Innkeeper,

its wake, a walking contradiction strays
Like clockwork, our faces bellow different tales
Covers judged, silent scream, salvation fails
We scream within

a crime, ain't no mountain I can't climb, Four entendres, hit rewind, hear it once, twice, thrice, then the fourth time, Like clockwork, hear the chime, beat

There's no room for extra baggage
In your cabin chest.

Feed the beast of plenty
The heart of blackened coal
cll hands on deck, all systems check
Undock

at all
I'm sure

June leaves me her keys, she has fish to feed
And when she gets home, I brew up the tea
Once every day like clockwork
And one kindly word

clockwork
Jus' give it time
I promise
Yea
Girl
I promise
Girl
I do know
Girl
I promise
Girl
I don't know
Yea yea yea
This is the way
That we flow
Uh c'mon
Yea

Advent In Ives Garden

Sin Fang Bous

Clangour

Drives herself, but where too?
Won't follow me or go around me
She goes to the rail clockwork
Went out, went out, went round the back

It's close

Turn me like a wind up doll
Take me under your control
I want you to feed my soul
You need me to make you whole

Let’s hang out let’s make out
You

deeds
Man said they want it but it aint what they need
Everybody's on it but they aint my breed
How you gonna eat if you aint got a feed 
 
Verse 1
You

The Gas Face

3rd Bass

Rap: On the Lighter Tip

1992

really get: 
A box of Newports, and Puma sweats ("damn!") 
Tex feeds and frowns upon Emus 
To give up Gas Face he drinks from a Thermos 
Sub Roc cut

Got heads to feed, got no remarks, can’t get past the beef so bitch respark
I fill ya feed, bitch you's a narc
Onlyfans is not an art, knew you’d never

the hand that feeds
Rise now, ready to fall
But feel at last you live
Kneel and say your morning prayers
Roll the boulder high up the hill
Damned to live

it now then so be it

Back off, witch of the clockwork
We created you, but your allegiance has shifted
The clock will not be smeared with madness
Our

As we're about to confess to
The Governess

Her clockwork reveals
Our every mistake, she says
Occident's culture
Is at stake
She never relies

Survival takes the mind to feed the hungers
Drinking the filth to persist in this hell
Starving hiding and fighting, the old ways
Just to see another