Themba Ntaka - Every clock is wrong lyrics

[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka] I gave my first speech in the vestibule of a public restroom Crowd of fifteen Esoteric artillery Otherwise air superiority Sans the subjectivity of its grandeur Raised by a trusted platform And rewarded with a white van New engine, different course He bides vigor His end will be the last vestige Take it from the blunt it's greener on the other side, my n***a Equipped with tipped-toes like wiseacres Outfox law makers This is a cheap box of firecrackers All summer long I had mal de mer So I ask politely how was theirs Magically I appeared like an apparition With heads twisted like for the tap A lot of days when I feel sleazy Head up to the highest point of hobo hill and render it a speakeasy [Verse 2: Mikey Kim] Speak easy Nah, you ain't talk that, wanna f**ing talk that motherf**ing greasy Nah, nah, just gotta f**ing go f**ing fast Like damn, Mikey Kim you ain't f**ing last Always f**ing first You ain't wanna f**ing verse Cause you always f**ing spitting that crazy sh** Cause you always spitting that crazy sh** Nah, damn.. I choked but I'm still going in Cause I say, "Damn, I'm rapping like it was f**ing sins." Uh, call you f**ing dog, that's when I get the f**ing pen Then it f**ing hurts and it's hard, cause I just come f**ing study, fast as darts Nah, I'm just getting you right in the middle You ain't f**ing want it cause your dick f**ing little Like f**ing Bri-f**ing Siddal I ain't f**ing choppin', but Maddy, thinking I'm getting with you f** that, You a f**ing b**h You a f**ing snitch If I f**ing smoke weed you'd be like, "Damn, Mikey Kim, you a f**ing guy like that." f** that I don't really care cause I'm down to f**ing smoke that Got to f**ing smoke that Yeah, got to f**ing smoke that f**ing green Nah, savage, goblin Yeah the song goes f**ing in You ain't f**ing want it Yeah you get it, you get it, yeah you get it, uh! [Verse 3: Mikey Kim] Gotta go in Yeah, Little Wayne you ain't f**ing want it f** G Unit f** everything but me, Kazi, and my team Got.. big f**ing dreams 'Boutta get big 'Boutta smoke that cig, when you get stressed I don't really care cause I'm always f**ing blessed Yeah, got that f**ing necklace that tells me Got that f**ing Cross You ain't f**ing want it cause you always f**ing lost, in your own head Then you like, "Damn, everything's so red, I can't f**ing see, I'm tripping, like f**ing shrooms!" You ain't f**ing want it cause I see everything turn yellow and blue Like... Oh! I just did shrooms in my room like a smoked yesterday Nah I didn't do shrooms yesterday, but, if I did that sh**'d be some crazy sh** We need to get more zen power I can't rap like this Yeah we needa go out and smoke