Luyện nghe bài hát Time Is Running Out

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

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

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

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

[Lord
Time for my army to get it on, we 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 evil to the roots and now we and loot, and shoot guns
funds, kidnap another Patty Hearst
and tap her purse, anarchist, smoking cannabis
wrapped in leaves, you now trapped with the town thieves
The ground breathes in the of death
Clouds loom from the smoke, of the we set
We travel underground the sewer system, and tunnels
We let you know you was victims, of brain funnels
like computer generation, see
Proper Education Always Elevation
It's time for liberation, we gonna put this in activation
Government assassination, written in

Puba]
Pardon me mister, it's the eight-five resister to give
your cell a blister so fine-tune your resistor
Every ghetto corner's goner so I think should wanna
take to the seed, once I plant it we can feed
Now we on stupid in a state of unawareness
us, fearless endearless
Recklessness us careless
This idiology, stupidity, of idealogy
periodically us psychologically
dimension is viewed on dissension
Like a chemical that creates mad tension
We all inject now we all become infected
Ways and of our people is the way that we detect it
gettin trifer, we should run the six sects
Taking tons of you now follow by, ciphers
But we don't, cause we frozen, posin, at degrees
That's no way for the chosen to be

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

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

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

[Grand
It be that lesson for them devilish type creations
Making the black mind feeble with thought pattern Evil
like Kneival, or conniving, got no time for
It's time to educate instead of all our time

[Lord
We goin to hell in a handbasket, into a casket
Cause for drastic measures, we should all together
Final Call, we better heed instead of chasin cheddar cheese
Before we to slavery commitin acts of bravery yo

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

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