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[Sadat X]
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The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
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Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
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The threat of a war is real
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Where my soldiers for the battlefield?
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And as the days of the two-oh approach
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I drop a seed in my girl, so I can stay in this world
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And decompose the foes that jumped up under our clothes
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We living on rows on top of rows and, half our stores is clothed
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We still trickin out, jerkin out
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Half the project workin out
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They buildin underground cities
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While we concerned about seein titties
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With they secret, commities, and society, orders
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They carryin out the slaughter
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Picture your daughter on State's for a quarter
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My old Uncle Sam fought in the war of Vietnam
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Got caught with napalm and burned off half his fuckin arm
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The government knew then about the lasting effects
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And they cut off his checks
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and if he wild out he'll be murdered
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Or possibly herded, to the VA Hospi-tal
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Where they got em under on roof
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Where they can conceal the proof
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You can see shit changin cat it can't stay the same
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Damn I wish the government didn't have my real name
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[Lord Jamar]
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The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
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Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
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The threat of a war is real
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Where my soldiers for the battlefield?
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[Sadat X]
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The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
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Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
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The threat of a war is real
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Where my soldiers for the battlefield?
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[Lord Jamar]
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Time for my army to get it on, we marched upon the lawn
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out in D.C., stated our word is bond on TV
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Unfold the prophecy left in the cold by democracy
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This whole world is based on hypocrisy
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It's evil to the roots and now we burn and loot, and shoot guns
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Extort funds, kidnap another Patty Hearst
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and tap her daddy's purse, anarchist, smoking cannabis
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wrapped in brown leaves, you now trapped with the town thieves
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The ground breathes in the fumes of death
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Clouds loom from the smoke, of the fires we set
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We travel underground the sewer system, and train tunnels
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We let you know that you was victims, of brain funnels
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Information like computer generation, see
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Proper Education Always Causes Elevation
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It's time for liberation, we gonna put this plan in activation
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Government assassination, written in revelation
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[Grand Puba]
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Pardon me mister, well it's the eight-five resister to give
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your brain cell a blister so fine-tune your resistor
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Every ghetto corner's goner so I think that should wanna
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take heed to the seed, once I plant it we can feed
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Now we stuck on stupid in a state of unawareness
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Makes us, fearless endearless
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Recklessness makes us careless
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This idiology, stupidity, lack of idealogy
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periodically destroys us psychologically
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Cipher's dimension is viewed on dissension
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Like a undetected chemical that creates mad tension
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We all been inject now we all become infected
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Ways and action of our people is the way that we detect it
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It's gettin trifer, we should run the six sects
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Taking tons of you now follow by, twenty-one ciphers
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But we don't, cause we frozen, posin, at thirty-two degrees
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That's no way for the chosen to be dosin
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The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
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Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
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The threat of a war is real
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Where my soldiers for the battlefield?
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[Lord Jamar]
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The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
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Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
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The threat of a war is real
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Where my soldiers for the battlefield?
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[Sadat X]
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Cause right about this time, they tryin to trace my moves
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by simple things like bills, they tryin to mark my location
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At home or on vacation through my ChemicalBank card
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They tryin to kill the God and through my food feed me lard
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[Grand Puba]
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It be that lesson temptation for them devilish type creations
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Making the black mind feeble with they thought pattern Evil
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like Kneival, or conniving, got no time for eighty-fiving
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It's time to educate instead of wasting all our time
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[Lord Jamar]
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We goin to hell in |