Luyện nghe bài hát Time Is Running Out

X]
The is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
Every man man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is
Where my soldiers for the

And as the days of the approach
I drop a in my girl, so I can stay in this world
And decompose the foes that jumped up our clothes
We living on rows on top of rows and, our stores is clothed
We trickin out, jerkin out
the project workin out
They underground cities
we concerned about seein titties
With secret, commities, and society, orders
carryin out the slaughter
Picture your daughter on for a quarter
My old Sam fought in the war of Vietnam
Got caught napalm and burned off half his fuckin arm
The government knew then about the lasting
And cut off his checks
and if he wild out he'll be
Or herded, to the VA Hospi-tal
Where got em under on roof
they can conceal the proof
You can see shit changin cat it stay the same
Damn I wish the didn't have my real name

Jamar]
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the of sand
Every man sharpens man, like sharpens steel
The threat of a war is
Where my soldiers for the

X]
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of
man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
The of a war is real
Where my soldiers for the

Jamar]
Time for my to get it on, we marched upon the lawn
out in D.C., our word is bond on TV
the prophecy left in the cold by democracy
This whole world is on hypocrisy
It's to the roots and now we burn and loot, and shoot guns
Extort funds, kidnap another Hearst
and tap her daddy's purse, anarchist, cannabis
wrapped in leaves, you now trapped with the town thieves
The ground breathes in the fumes of
Clouds loom from the smoke, of the we set
We travel underground the system, and train tunnels
We let you know that you was victims, of brain
Information like generation, see
Proper Education Always Causes
It's for liberation, we gonna put this plan in activation
Government assassination, written in

Puba]
Pardon me mister, well the eight-five resister to give
your brain cell a so fine-tune your resistor
Every ghetto corner's goner so I that should wanna
heed to the seed, once I plant it we can feed
Now we stuck on in a state of unawareness
Makes us, fearless
Recklessness us careless
This idiology, stupidity, of idealogy
periodically destroys us
Cipher's dimension is on dissension
Like a chemical that creates mad tension
We all been now we all become infected
Ways and action of our people is the way we detect it
It's gettin trifer, we should run the six
Taking tons of you now by, twenty-one ciphers
But we don't, we frozen, posin, at thirty-two degrees
That's no way for the chosen to be

The time is running out, tick-tock, the grains of sand
Every man man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is
Where my for the battlefield?

[Lord
The is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
Every man sharpens man, like steel steel
The threat of a war is
Where my soldiers for the

X]
Cause right this time, they tryin to trace my moves
by simple things like bills, they to mark my location
At home or on vacation my ChemicalBank card
They tryin to kill the God and through my food feed me

Puba]
It be that lesson temptation for them devilish type
Making the black mind feeble with thought pattern Evil
like Kneival, or conniving, got no for eighty-fiving
It's time to educate instead of wasting all our

Jamar]
We goin to in a handbasket, fell into a casket
Cause for drastic measures, we should all together
Final Call, we heed instead of chasin after cheddar cheese
Before we back to slavery acts of bravery yo

The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of
Every man man, like steel sharpens steel
The of a war is real
my soldiers for the battlefield?

X]
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of
Every man man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is
Where my for the battlefield?