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Brand Nubian

Genres: Hip-Hop

Time Is Running Out Lyrics - Brand Nubian

[Sadat X] 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield? 

 

And as the days of the two-oh approach 

I drop a seed in my girl, so I can stay in this world 

And decompose the foes that jumped up under our clothes 

We living on rows on top of rows and, half our stores is clothed 

We still trickin out, jerkin out 

Half the project workin out 

They buildin underground cities 

While we concerned about seein titties 

With they secret, commities, and society, orders 

They carryin out the slaughter 

Picture your daughter on State's for a quarter 

My old Uncle Sam fought in the war of Vietnam 

Got caught with napalm and burned off half his fuckin arm 

The government knew then about the lasting effects 

And they cut off his checks 

and if he wild out he'll be murdered 

Or possibly herded, to the VA Hospi-tal 

Where they got em under on roof 

Where they can conceal the proof 

You can see shit changin cat it can't stay the same 

Damn I wish the government didn't have my real name 

 

[Lord Jamar] 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield? 

 

[Sadat X] 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield? 

 

[Lord Jamar] 

Time for my army to get it on, we marched upon the lawn 

out in D.C., stated our word is bond on TV 

Unfold the prophecy left in the cold by democracy 

This whole world is based on hypocrisy 

It's evil to the roots and now we burn and loot, and shoot guns 

Extort funds, kidnap another Patty Hearst 

and tap her daddy's purse, anarchist, smoking cannabis 

wrapped in brown leaves, you now trapped with the town thieves 

The ground breathes in the fumes of death 

Clouds loom from the smoke, of the fires we set 

We travel underground the sewer system, and train tunnels 

We let you know that you was victims, of brain funnels 

Information like computer generation, see 

Proper Education Always Causes Elevation 

It's time for liberation, we gonna put this plan in activation 

Government assassination, written in revelation 

 

[Grand Puba] 

Pardon me mister, well it's the eight-five resister to give 

your brain cell a blister so fine-tune your resistor 

Every ghetto corner's goner so I think that should wanna 

take heed to the seed, once I plant it we can feed 

Now we stuck on stupid in a state of unawareness 

Makes us, fearless endearless 

Recklessness makes us careless 

This idiology, stupidity, lack of idealogy 

periodically destroys us psychologically 

Cipher's dimension is viewed on dissension 

Like a undetected chemical that creates mad tension 

We all been inject now we all become infected 

Ways and action of our people is the way that we detect it 

It's gettin trifer, we should run the six sects 

Taking tons of you now follow by, twenty-one ciphers 

But we don't, cause we frozen, posin, at thirty-two degrees 

That's no way for the chosen to be dosin 

 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield? 

 

[Lord Jamar] 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield? 

 

[Sadat X] 

Cause right about this time, they tryin to trace my moves 

by simple things like bills, they tryin to mark my location 

At home or on vacation through my ChemicalBank card 

They tryin to kill the God and through my food feed me lard 

 

[Grand Puba] 

It be that lesson temptation for them devilish type creations 

Making the black mind feeble with they thought pattern Evil 

like Kneival, or conniving, got no time for eighty-fiving 

It's time to educate instead of wasting all our time 

 

[Lord Jamar] 

We goin to hell in a handbasket, fell into a casket 

Cause for drastic measures, we should all stick together 

Final Call, we better heed instead of chasin after cheddar cheese 

Before we back to slavery commitin acts of bravery yo 

 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield? 

 

[Sadat X] 

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand 

Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel 

The threat of a war is real 

Where my soldiers for the battlefield?