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