QB Mix - The Clock Maker lyrics

[Scratch Hook] Q.B. Mix [Verse 1] Prevail Prepare the raft for the aircraft Shipwrecks and fuselages Barometric pressure lessens brethren in the air compartments Flares are not the warning signal shot into the atmospheric Carried on a wavelength, only wolves and dogs and bats can hear it That's the spirit. Rise again my friend, been at least an eon Tidal waves are crashing on the earth submerging flashing neon Depth scanner, grey matter. Look into the Neuroscope I perforate the highly decorated, take the antidote Now I call that a litmus test. Maybe that's a Rorschachian Possible placebos ineffective on a dormant mind One for mankind, two for species, three for evolution theory Four of you can fortify the fortress and inform the city The fifth is a rift in the time space continuum Broken down clock without a continuous pendulum The gift is a curse, it reversed by the reverend Like inverted crosses on a wall with ancient lettering I told you [Scratch Hook] Q.B. Mix [Verse 2] Neph Top gear, shifter burn, words will leave you lost here Striving if you got fear Carbonite, I carve it right A carnivore, my carbs alike Disturbing like a version of bunts and they'll leave you burning Family urn when it's occurring A current of swift, so is the gift, open the rift They're hoping I slip, from the abyss Patience is bliss Pacing my room stuck on the grit Not on the grid I'm popping my lid Bombing a bridge Cutting the biz The covenant cover me while I catalog what it is Mom used to listen to [?] DeVoe, Bell and Biv But don't think for a second I ever forget the shiv If you gettin' what you give, I want the word, I want it quick I lay the sandpaper evenly, drive, you think you're slick? Slow dripping down the [?] live, it'll make you sick Potent poison in the vile, you can buy in every aisle Dudes ain't really ready, MCs are all in denial Man, I told you [Scratch Hook] Q.B. Mix