[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 is based on hypocrisy   It's evil to the roots and now we burn and loot, and shoot guns   Extort funds, kidnap another Patty Hearst   and tap her daddy's purse, anarchist, smoking cannabis   wrapped in brown leaves, you now trapped with the town thieves   The ground breathes in the fumes of death   Clouds loom from the smoke, of the fires we set   We travel underground the sewer system, and train tunnels   We let you know that you was victims, of brain funnels   Information like computer generation, see   Proper Education Always Causes Elevation   It's time for liberation, we gonna put this plan in activation   Government assassination, written in revelation      [Grand Puba]   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 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 inject now we all become infected   Ways and action of our people is the way that we detect 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 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]   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]   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      [Grand Puba]   It be that lesson temptation for them devilish type creations   Making the black mind feeble with they thought pattern Evil   like Kneival, or conniving, got no time for eighty-fiving   It's time to educate instead of wasting all our time      [Lord Jamar]   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 yo      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?