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Cogs + Flywheels by Mike Mictlan

Released on Sunday, July 31st, 2011
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Cogs + Flywheels Lyrics (by Mike Mictlan)

Tell me more tummy time you’re the bully in the backyard/ Begging for a smack back, act hard, act right/ What they act like? Wanna war-up worn down warlord?/ Whatchu want fucko?/ Mini Macro Meg Micro huh?/ Sicko psycho Mike flow nitro, punk/ Bett-o Fight-o! Benefit from a finer form designer line for a dinosaur/ Fiber for a category and a story bout the motor mouth/ Sucka whatchu been up to?/ Full of that pitter-pat, pull it back, g.et u. n.ow/ Peel a cap, skin a cat, sick em pup/ Stick em chump/ Chunk, throw a left stump/ Pump up the Reeboks/ Pump! Pump!/ Stomach pump like detox/ Get em up! Put em down/ Do the count, no dumb luck dum-dum ummm…

Bring the beat back B/ Beatchefs with the heat track, Whoa!/ Doomtree like a mothafucka!/ We don’t need that, We don’t want that/ No way Uh-uh!/ Fuck your feedback, put your feet up/ We The Crew now, put the foot down/ For the hell of it, send em to the elements/ We the elephant in the development/ Hella bent/ It’s a tele-event broadcast thru a syndicate, umm!

Cogs and Flywheels/ Certified time killer, lock the grind in/ I win, time’s up/ Rockets plus four wheels, fortified hydrilla/ Pocket lining/ Dive in, dime up

Cogs + Flywheels/ The Watchmaker, The Arch Rival, The Faux Deity, The Pro-Villain Anti-Hero/ No provisions needed/ Slow building a slow burner/ No feelings, just cold verdicts/ So willing to start burning, asserted ourselves earners/ Head down, chin up and keep your choppers shining/ Stories are whoppers/ Coppers and Robbers are waning/ Not for the faint, for the flame, or for the hearts fading/ Fang forever, your figments are fragments of what’s remaining/ I gotta gotta gotdamn problem/ And see… see, it ain’t really a problem/ Problem is, I’m probably too proper to talk about it/ About it, About it? I’m bout it, bout it/ Props to me/ It’s possible I’m popping peace/ I’m pocketing the proof reads (poof!) then gone like… Peace!/ I’m proper, I should call me property/ Honestly, you never pwned me/ Just leased my product unproperly

Bring the beat back B/ Beatchefs with the heat track, Whoa!/ Doomtree like a mothafucka!/ We don’t need that, We don’t want that/ No way Uh-uh!/ Fuck your feedback, put your feet up/ We The Crew now, put the foot down/ For the hell of it, send em to the elements/ We the elephant in the development/ Hella bent/ It’s a tele-event broadcast thru a syndicate, umm!

Cogs and Flywheels/ Certified time killer, lock the grind in/ I win, time’s up/ Rockets plus four wheels, fortified hydrilla/ Pocket lining/ Dive in, dime up

Tell me more tummy time you’re the bully in the backyard/ Begging for a smack back, act hard, act right/ What they act like? Wanna war-up worn down warlord?/ Whatchu want fuckooooooo?/ Tell it all, teleport to the top of the metal on the metal/ Blacker than the kettle mero-mero Two Zero Zero check 1, 2 help me out super-hero holding on to the mechanism/ Tone it down, hold me down like the grandfather pendulum/ Peddle on the on beat/ I’ma take the off-road/ Rubble to the concrete/ Rebel to the unknown/ Grinding like a Flywheel/ Put it to the Cog teeth/ Never shake the time off/ Grinding like a mothafucka, does it really matter?/ What the fuck is swagger, when a rapper can’t be better than his predecessor?/ Better than the pressure/ Fresher for the 0-10, okayyy?

Bring the beat back B/ Beatchefs with the heat track, Whoa!/ Doomtree like a mothafucka!/ We don’t need that, We don’t want that/ No way Uh-uh!/ Fuck your feedback, put your feet up/ We The Crew now, put the foot down/ For the hell of it, send em to the elements/ We the elephant in the development/ Hella bent/ It’s a tele-event broadcast thru a syndicate, umm!

Cogs and Flywheels/ Certified time killer, lock the grind in/ I win, time’s up/ Rockets plus four wheels, fortified hydrilla/ Pocket lining/ Dive in, dime up

We keep it moving/ Like the Cog teeth winding/ Like the Flywheels grinding/ Like the Clock keeps time!


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