Dead Prez - These Are The Times Lyrics
The televisions have eyesYour modern religion is livePlotting a collision world wideWatch the hour glass, the power classShowing currency for world supremacyBurroughs is burned down deliberately, sonWe aint about whats devil levelSmell the gun metalKing to mo manI read mouths, satanFeel the foul taste that run on my tongueBurn a l for everyone of my sonsThere so much more than just herb in my lungsSimilar to spilt mercury,With enough forceThey couldve killed herculesThis whole nation was builtVirtually, from capital to captivityThe earth could be the modest ? ?You not listeningIts cold outsideThey got the whole south sideUsing bar codes,Military blocks on all the state roadsAnd worse, somebodys chold got hungThey took his pants off,Covered his whole body with ants, and cut his hands offThe type of shit that have your brain bleedinThey about to start scanning the back of niggas handsAnd get your vein readinThey call it new world orderBut, son, this game is in the fourth quarterWorld war 3, dont drink the waterBecause...Chorus:These are the times that try a nigga solePopulation control,We wasting time chasing goldThey after more than your mindThey want your nation as a wholeIts time to take of the blindfold(I know) x2(a thousand men, a thousand sorrows)Verse 2:These are the times that try my thug soleWhite collar crimeDeaf tones, gold, and drug soldThe truth is never toldI call it black holocaustSome say all is lostBut in the endYour life is all it costsPronounce counter insurgencyGlobal 2000 ? ? , what they plan to doIn case of emergencyThey building mad prisons with urgencySon, I solemnly swearThey keep them slugs in the airUntil they murder meShut down the governmentRevelutionaries be lovin itClinton flee the country in a bubblejetTrouble is yet to come,For each crime, they tryin niggas three timesThen probably prosecute me for this rhymeInternational nickel and dime hustlersMove weight and muscle us aroundBut my army bustin roundsShells covered the ground for milesStreets like beaches from here to capitol hillAnd you can read it on a dollar billChorusI know(I know)The time(the time)They trying to take this world(world)Of mine(yeah) x2Verse 3:They breakin windows out with canisters of tear gasPut out the cannabisWe fighting canibals with silver badgesI feel the madness in the windLike a premonitionDee got the ammunitionPuffin reefer while we cleaning piecesNone of my niggas dont believe in jesusWe fight a war against the ? ? chevrolet capricesWhatever way we find feasibleSometime shit be unbelievableIm seeing skeletons in parked vehiclesPut all the terrible types behind sandbagsMy philosophy is much more than snatch your handbagIm talkin shit like hand-to-hand,Man-to-man, clan-for-clanWhat side you stand?Some of us will breakdown mentallySome of us will pass awayOverwhelmed by injuriesBut our victory is meant to beI studied the signs for twenty-two yearsAnd this is what it meant to meChorus x2I know(I know)The time(the time)They tryin to take this world(world)Of mine x2
