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DEAD PREZ - These Are The Times lyrics

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The televisions have eyes<br>Your modern religion is live<br>Plotting a collision world wide<br>Watch the hour glass, the power class<br>Showing currency for world supremacy<br>Burroughs is burned down deliberately, son<br>We ain't about what's devil level<br>Smell the gun metal<br>King to mo' man<br>I read mouths, satan<br>Feel the foul taste that run on my tongue<br>Burn a l for everyone of my sons<br>There so much more than just herb in my lungs<br>Similar to spilt mercury,<br>With enough force<br>They could've killed hercules<br>This whole nation was built<br>Virtually, from capital to captivity<br>The earth could be the modest ? ? <br>You not listening<br>It's cold outside<br>They got the whole south side<br>Using bar codes,<br>Military blocks on all the state roads<br>And worse, somebody's chold got hung<br>They took his pants off,<br>Covered his whole body with ants, and cut his hands off<br>The type of shit that have your brain bleedin'<br>They about to start scanning the back of niggas hands<br>And get your vein readin'<br>They call it new world order<br>But, son, this game is in the fourth quarter<br>World war 3, don't drink the water<br>Because...<br><br>Chorus:<br>These are the times that try a nigga sole<br>Population control,<br>We wasting time chasing gold<br>They after more than your mind<br>They want your nation as a whole<br>It's time to take of the blindfold(I know) x2<br><br>(a thousand men, a thousand sorrows)<br><br>Verse 2:<br><br>These are the times that try my thug sole<br>White collar crime<br>Deaf tones, gold, and drug sold<br>The truth is never told<br>I call it black holocaust<br>Some say all is lost<br>But in the end<br>Your life is all it costs<br>Pronounce counter insurgency<br>Global 2000 ? ? , what they plan to do<br>In case of emergency<br>They building mad prisons with urgency<br>Son, I solemnly swear<br>They keep them slugs in the air<br>Until they murder me<br>Shut down the government<br>Revelutionaries be lovin' it<br>Clinton flee the country in a bubblejet<br>Trouble is yet to come,<br>For each crime, they tryin' niggas three times<br>Then probably prosecute me for this rhyme<br>International nickel and dime hustlers<br>Move weight and muscle us around<br>But my army bustin' rounds<br>Shells covered the ground for miles<br>Streets like beaches from here to capitol hill<br>And you can read it on a dollar bill<br><br>Chorus<br><br>I know(I know)<br>The time(the time)<br>They trying to take this world(world)<br>Of mine(yeah) x2<br><br>Verse 3:<br><br>They breakin' windows out with canisters of tear gas<br>Put out the cannabis<br>We fighting canibals with silver badges<br>I feel the madness in the wind<br>Like a premonition<br>Dee got the ammunition<br>Puffin' reefer while we cleaning pieces<br>None of my niggas don't believe in jesus<br>We fight a war against the ? ? chevrolet caprices<br>Whatever way we find feasible<br>Sometime shit be unbelievable<br>I'm seeing skeletons in parked vehicles<br>Put all the terrible types behind sandbags<br>My philosophy is much more than snatch your handbag<br>I'm talkin' shit like hand-to-hand,<br>Man-to-man, clan-for-clan<br>What side you stand? <br>Some of us will breakdown mentally<br>Some of us will pass away<br>Overwhelmed by injuries<br>But our victory is meant to be<br>I studied the signs for twenty-two years<br>And this is what it meant to me<br><br>Chorus x2<br><br>I know(I know)<br>The time(the time)<br>They tryin to take this world(world)<br>Of mine x2

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