Chronomentrophobia The fear of clocks The fear of time High as the cost of living I take what I've been given Pastor say, "Be strong," ooh yeah yeah hey I ain't got time leave me alone I ain't got much time left I've got to funk you now Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia, chronomentrophobia Lord be havin' mercy on my soul I'm havin' the impression that my life gon' be a bowl Of cherries but it's very hard for me to cope Got tired of bein' broke This ATLien ain't got no time to sit and mope Made up my mind while y'all made up y'all beds On a cold wooden floor is where I laid my head Born in 1975 never thought I'd make it this far Still battlin' in this racial war Tryin' to find solutions to the situation I'm facin' Only thing that's free is my flow that y'all be chasin' Lettin' my niggaz know before I go I drop that knowledge Like droppin' books, let's stop the crooks From robbin' you of your brains and such, usin' welfare as a crutch I'm in it for good, you into my hood, you won't be findin' much Hope that when I'm gone y'all remember this What we stood for, "fuck that fame and that glitz" It's beginnin' to look a lot like the endin' And got to be more careful, know what corners you be bendin' Revelations gettin' impatient and now I'm dead Remember what I said, I'm gon' bow ya heads © MCMONKEY TWENTY SEVEN MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com