[Sadat X]

The time is 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 jumped up under our clothes

We living on rows on top of rows and, half our stores is clothed

We still trickin out, jerkin out

Half the project workin out

They buildin underground cities

While we concerned about seein titties

With they secret, commities, and society, orders

They carryin out the slaughter

Picture your daughter on State's for a quarter

My old Uncle Sam fought in the war of Vietnam

Got caught with napalm and burned off half his fuckin arm

The government knew then about the lasting effects

And they 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 on roof

Where they can conceal the proof

You can see shit changin cat it can't stay the same

Damn I wish the government didn't have my real name

[Lord Jamar]

The time is 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?

[Sadat X]

The time is 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?

[Lord Jamar]

Time for my army to get it on, we marched upon the lawn

out in D.C., stated our word is bond on TV

Unfold the prophecy left in the cold by democracy

This whole world i