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    Children, groovin, women, confusion
    Then go away, it's time to understand
    Everyone's got to make a livin
    Children, groovin, women, confusion
    Then go away, it's time to understand
    Everyone's got to make a livin

    Nineteen-ninety-two and, you and I were fightin
    LAPD beatings got the whole world frontin
    My man Rodney King and the Reginald ?Deeney?
    You could look for justice but I bet you won't find any

    Because people getting beatin, news keep repeatin
    Chaos and anger, just surely peakin

    Yo everybody's runnin, some of them are gunnin
    Avalanche the block, feel the anger, wantin something
    'Cause some of them are frontin
    They didnt know the reason
    Emotion in the end made it feel like revolution

    And yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
    I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains

    Hook:

    So hurry up because I'm runnin out of clip
    Runnin out of time
    Runnin out of clip
    Runnin out of time
    Runnin out of clip
    Runnin out of time
    Runnin out of clip (What)
    Runnin out of time

    Chorus

    Nineteen-ninety-seven, reduction of a nation
    The government is slayin, new laws is what you're facin
    Next comes the clonin, they're makin new creation
    Secretly forming soldiers of you and they station

    No more free education on former segregation
    Politics's about affirmative activation

    So make a run for the border
    Caught by the deporter
    The immigration caught you but you got to leave your daughter
    We are slowly being slaughtered
    So be prepared for the new world order

    Yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
    I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains

    Hook

    Chorus

    Year two-thousand, what's it really holdin
    Or is it really right, live beyond on what you're knowing
    Or is it that technology is what keeps on going
    Could it be that the end of time is what I'm showing

    I don't see any grass growin
    Everything's conquered, we're running out of land

    And goddamn yo, I'm runnin out of clip
    I'm almost out of time
    Runnin out of
    Damn, I'm almost out of time

    We could all try now but just look up in the sky
    We ain't got no ozone left, we are gonna die
    Crime and corruption, is the only season
    Is it 'cause the reason is that we out of time

    Chorus (2x)

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