Chronomentrophobia

Chronomentrophobia

the fear of clocks

The fear of time

High's the cost of living

I take what I have been given

Pastor say, be strooong

Hooo yeahhhhahhh

I ain't' got tiiiime

Leave me aloone

Ain't that much time left

I've got to funk you now

Chronomentrophobia (x8)

Lord, be havin' mercy on my soul

I'm havin' the impression that my life gonna be a bowl of cherries

But it's very hard for me to cope

Got tired of being broke

This ATLien ain't' got no time to sit and mope

Made up my mind while ya'll made up yo beds

On a cold wooden floor is where I lay 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 yall be chasin'

Lettin' my ****** know before I go

I drop that knowledge like dropping books

Let's stop the crooks from robbing of your brains and such

Using welfare as a crutch

I'm in it for good

You enter my hood you won't be findin' much

Hope that when I'm gone ya'll remember this

What we stood for, **** that fame and that glitz

It's beginning to look a lot like the ending

Got to be more careful, know what corners you be bendin'

Revelations getting impatient

Now I'm dead

Remember what I said

I'm gone

Bow ya heads