[scratching] "times running out"

[scratching] "got to decide now"

[scratching] "but something inside wont let me quit"



[Verse]

People are so fickle

These days its so despicable

Like tentacles, they all try stick to you

Hold you down if they can or besicken you

They try to blind you with they aim too

Enforcin written jurasdictions that we all got to stick to

The laws disappear and reappear to suit their needs

Which to me is a joke, like short term peace treaties

I see disease, swarmin like bees

Stingin these undeveloped war torn countries

Apparently I'm on the good side, but this worlds so shaky at times

I swear this planets on an intergalactic fault line

Every time I race I cant win

I keep pace till these land mines blow up in my face again

Dismembered, I still gotta keep pacing on

Treading strong, facing the eye of the storm



[Chorus]

These days, replay, the life game of wrong

These days, what we say, can do such harm

I replay, each day, like an endless song

Billing through my mind non stop

Like the hands of ti-i-i-iiime



[Verse]

Whats with this financial envy

We got so much poverty but we keep spending

We're like pigs they just wont stop eating

Till they hit the bottom of the trough

And thier guts leaking ,im seeking the truth, but

How can it be, we're in a world of broken familys

And fallacies, taught to praise stars and seek fame

Do what we must to obtain monetery gain

And even im with it, but there are limits

Whatever happened to a conscious idea, emcees talk verbal diarheoua

Caught up with gun talk and bling-bling

Hip-hop producers, who work with pop singers

For ching-ching, im thinking

A rich soul, is now of no value

Light turns to dark when cold breath hits the candle

I'm here to rekindle your spirit

Keep the flame burning strong

As we press on, through the eye of the storm



[Chorus]



[Verse]

The clock ticks, your name off the list

Life moves quick so we gotta move quicker

The world's devilish, makin me sicker

I smell the remanents, of drugs sex and liqour

The kids are, immune to these

Cos they leave, they get a fix on they new tv

Parents dont need to talk to their kids no more

They feed em videos, show em the internet

Log on to the porn site, here we go

Television, the drug of a nation

Breeding ignorance, feeding radiation

Frenzhal hit the nail on the head

Wish we were sailing ahead

But we're shipwrecked and failing instead

But the tests have changed, we're all passin

So long as your a expert in arson

I'm askin, which ways up, cos my compass has gone

You know what? I'm a let my beatin heart be my guide through the eye of the

storm



[chorus]



[scratching] Nfamas "how am i supposed to live in a world filled with

negatives?"

[scratching] Nfamas "the final showdowns come round to hit ya"