Letra de 'The CW Slap' de Sandpeople

Gold:
i navigate through narnia
with my knuckles brass
go in wardrobe get my torso and muscle mass
as you skate on thin ice
aight, i shuffle past
there's no hindsight for that struggle
dog i'm trying to bring that hussle back
proof merchant
in your city with a box of CDs
and mouthful of new verses
to purchase
in any circumstance
i'll circle dance
and you got served
you circus act
clockwerk is back, bizzler
your local time warpers
cheat death in three steps
all in divine order
smoke more eat less
west coast performer
hitchiking up your highway
spamming up your myspace
cursive in your windowpane
needle in your record stack
sand in your withered vein
formula for heart attack
Simple (on the beat) and Spark on the scratch
Clockwerk is the name
the name...guess who's back?

Chorus (IAME):
another rainy day entertained by the TV set
my set makes it rain 'till they knee deep and wet
we threats to the game
cause see it's something new, the CW, yep yep

another rainy day entertained by the TV set
my set makes it rain 'till they knee deep and wet
we threats to the game
'cause see we coming through the CW

IAME:
only one Clockwerk with a e as far as i know e e e e your vocal chords' tied up
the e stands for east central
the e mean that anything less will eventually be laid to rest
we routinely slay the west
if the schedule conflicts with the day job
I'm through (I quit) - deja vu
i'm worth more than they pay me
at the pace i move
different day different state any place i choose
next day different state
rip the stage
keep it moving
next day different stage we lit the place like a fuse
the next day we in vegas drop our bags in the room
so i can lose money i don't have
life of a broke rapper
get home mad like i should know better
but fuck it i don' hafta
and that's the beauty of it
until i truly plummet
i just do what i do and continue to love it
(is that alright with y'all?)
(you got a problem with that?)
(didn't think so)

Chorus

OnlyOne:
you looking for a car to borrow
instead of new start tomorrow
you're taught to feel dark and hollow
but as individual you shine and glisten
but your life's restricted
'cause your mind's imprisoned
i ain't gonna bicker with you
either it's fine or isn't
but if it isn't the time has risen
make a wise decision
Clockwerk this the northwest
the difference between apple orchards and oranges
remember ya'll get strangled with a cordless
swordfish can swim in the shallow thoughts in my forehead
i be where clowns don't get a invite
you grounded i'm in in mid-flight
well-rounded in a fistfight
why is there public housing in a kid's life
frozen rice won't suffice
yeah it's like i live today knowing i could go tonight (so...so so you're right)
i'll take Gold's advice i ain't gonna battle you
'cause for you that's a move
instead of that you'll be picking my brain like only [...]
help to get you mom into a brand new malibu
then i'll see your girl and you'll be out a boo
and she'll be doing shit with me with you she wasn't down to do
player, it's Clockwerk moving crowns like moss [...]
a rifle with binoculars
my style's kinda obscure
plus we're cock-sure and we leave cops hurt
you know what i'm saying?
I don't give a fuck...I was like 18, I was like 18 slapping a 13 year old kid all the way up the block
that was only like two years ago
Fond memories... We get it