These Are The Times Lyrics - Singles - Dead Prez

Verse 1: 

The televisions have eyes 

Your modern religion is live 

Plotting a collision world wide 

Watch the hour glass the power class 

Showing currency for world supremacy 

Burroughs is burned down deliberately son 

We ain't about whats devil level 

Smell the gun metal 

King to mo' man 

I read mouths Satan 

Feel the foul taste that run on my tongue 

Burn a L for everyone of my sons 

There so much more than just herb in my lungs 

Similar to spilt Mercury, 

With enough force 

They could've killed Hercules 

This whole nation was built 

Virtually, from capital to captivity 

The earth could be the modest ?? 

You not listening 

It's cold outside 

They got the whole South side 

Using bar codes, 

Military blocks on all the state roads 

And worse, somebody's chold got hung 

They took his pants off, 

Covered his whole body with ants, and cut his hands off 

The type of shit that have your brain bleedin' 

They about to start scanning the back of niggas hands 

And get your vein readin' 

They call it New World Order 

But, son, this game is in the fourth quarter 

World War 3, don't drink the water 

Because... 

Chorus: 

These are the times that try a nigga sole 

Population control, 

We wasting time chasing gold 

They after more than your mind 

They want your nation as a whole 

It's time to take of the blindfold(I know) x2 

(A thousand men, a thousand sorrows) 

Verse 2: 

These are the times that try my thug sole 

White collar crime 

Deaf tones, gold, and drug sold 

The truth is never told 

I call it black Holocaust 

Some say all is lost 

But in the end 

Your life is all it costs 

Pronounce counter ?? 

Global 2000 ??, what they plan to do 

In case of emergency 

They building mad prisons with urgency 

Son, I solemnly swear 

They keep them slugs in the air 

Until they murder me 

Shut down the government 

Revelutionaries be lovin' it 

Clinton flee the country in a bubblejet 

Trouble is yet to come, 

For each crime, they tryin' niggas three times 

Then probably prosecute me for this rhyme 

International nickel and dime hustlers 

Move weight and muscle us around 

But my army bustin' rounds 

Shells covered the ground for miles 

Street ?? from here to Capitol Hill 

And you can read it on a dollar bill 

Chorus 

I know(I know) 

The time(the time) 

They trying to take this world(world) 

Of mine(Yeah) x2 

Verse 3: 

They breakin' windows out with canisters of tear gas 

Put out the cannabis 

We fighting canibals with silver badges 

I feel the madness in the wind 

Like a premonition 

Dee got the ammunition 

Puffin' reefer while we cleaning pieces 

None of my niggas don't believe in Jesus 

We fight a war against the ?? Chevrolet Caprices 

Whatever way we find feasible 

Sometime shit be unbelievable 

I'm seeing skeletons in parked vehicles 

Put all the terrible types behind sandbags 

My philosophy is much more than snatch your handbag 

I'm talkin' shit like hand-to-hand, 

Man-to-man, clan-for-clan 

What side you stand? 

Some of us will breakdown mentally 

Some of us will pass away 

Overwhelmed by injuries 

But our victory is meant to be 

I studied the signs for twenty-two years 

And this is what it meant to me 

Chorus x2 

I know(I know) 

The time(the time) 

They tryin to take this world(world) 

Of mine x2