Time's Runnin' Out (Original Version) - Brand Nubian The time's running out tick-tock like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where my soldiers for the battlefield And as the days of the two-oh approach I drop a seed in my girl So I can stay in this world And decompose the foes That slipped up under our nose We living on rows on top of rows and Half our stores is closed We still trickin out jerkin out Half the project workin out They buildin underground cities While we worried about seein titties With they secret committies And society orders They carryin out the slaughter Picture your daughter on stage for a quarter My old Uncle Sam fought in the war of Vietnam Got caught with napalm And burned off half his f**kin arm The government knew Then about the lasting effects Now they done cut off his checks And if he wild out he'll be murdered Or possibly herded to the VA Hospi-tal Where they got 'em under one roof Where they can conceal the proof You can see sh*t changin cat It can't stay the same Damn I wish the government Didn't have my real name Put down that glass of champagne It seems yo' a** ain't heard a damn thing That I've been sayin niggaz steady playin Like it's recess in the schoolyard Jewels from the God Cast to the foolish heart Meanwhile the white militia's training Like Freemen in Montana aiming they guns Son I told you revolution would come Way back in '91 You might find me on the run Forced to be a fugitive But livin my life like a pugilist Always givin Devils hell Rebels rest under a shell We packin knives made in Israel Preparin for the comin confrontation What the f**k y'all niggaz waitin for We in a state of War 1997 ain't gon' be no slice of heaven Like Richard Gere I hope this touch yo' Primal Fear Four years is the turn of the century I guess we gon' learn eventually They wanna burn books that mention me Take a look into your future tell me what you see Pardon me mister Well it's the eight-five resister to give Your brain cell a blister So fine-tune your resistor Every ghetto corner's goner So I think that you should wanna Take heed to the seed Once I plant it we can feed Now we stuck on stupid In a state of unawareness Makes us fearless endearless Recklessness makes us careless This idiology stupidity lack of idealogy Periodically destroys us psychologically Cipher's dimension is viewed on dissension Like a undetected chemical That creates mad tension We all been injected now We all become infected Ways and action of our people is The way that we dissect it It's gettin trifer we should run the six sects Taking tons of you now follow by Twenty-one ciphers But we don't cause we frozen Posin at thirty-two degrees That's no way for the chosen to be dosin The time's running out tick-tock like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where my soldiers for the battlefield The time's running out tick-tock like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where my soldiers for the battlefield Cause right about this time They tryin to trace my moves By simple things like bills They tryin to mark my location At home or on vacation Through my ChemicalBank card They tryin to kill the God And through my food feed me lard It be that lesson temptation For them devilish type creations Making the black mind feeble With they thought pattern Evel Like Knievel or conniving Got no time for eighty-fiving It's time to educate instead of wastin time jiving We goin to hell in a handbasket Fell into a casket Cause for drastic measures We should all stick together Final Call we better heed instead of chasin After cheddar cheese Before we back to slavery commitin acts of bravery The time's running out tick-tock like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where my soldiers for the battlefield The time's running out tick-tock like the grains of sand Every man sharpens man like steel sharpens steel The threat of a war is real Where my soldiers for the battlefield