Channel Live - Red Rum (Sign Of The Times) lyrics

[Intro] Evil rules everything around me Scream! Armageddon blood shedding Prepare where's your weapon [Verse One] I stay fly like Tom in Days go by And die by the God, word eye for an eye I'm living the American nightmare, it's where Souls get laid down, sleep without a prayer It made millionaires off black despair In a world freezing cold like wars in winter air They swear God you was born just to go to jail It got your wiz thinking that you can't exhale But inhale the hersey Before Uncle Sam's hands submerse me Vampires is blood thirsty Six thousand years curse me, work me, jerk me My mind reverse G now it's time to reimburse me I'm robbing devils like the IRS And repossess in the statue of liberty of d**h No matter who you are, where you at or from When it come, deaf and dumb will be getting served Red Rum [Hook] {x2} It's a sign of the times Add on or you die We stay high like bricks and marija' As the world burns and the drama grows thicker Deaf and dumb will be getting served Red Rum [Verse Two] I give my life like crucifixion But the Christians got my wisdom Wishing like crack head be fiending on a mission For the matter Livest liver I wonder what's the matter If religion is what yo practice, different Gods will gather For the j**els Fools be wearing Timbos dressed in pink before we sink to the bottom I'm trying to hit this Brinks Truck, yo what the f** do luck Got to do with the rules Of laws of nature when you know the bucks moving If your pocket got a knot, you can rock nonstop Spot the Glock out the peripheral of your blind spot Ayo, drop, freeze Blown away with the breeze Toking on a bowl trying to make the pain ease From the hells of Gamora To the jails of [?] Black men getting burnt because the system's out of order Like the water plus daughter Sell the p**y for a quarter If the devil speaks with forked tongue what the f**'s a lawyer? [Hook] [Verse Three] I can't rest can't sleep My mind's locked down by the beast, no peace Police increase Crime increases it's war 7-24 at your door hit the floor Truth escape wickedness through the trapdoor Black life been hardcore since Gettysburg four score And seven no where to run like Reverend Armageddon Got my body stressing like pork in your midsection Making your ears deaf into the lesson (No struggle no aggression) No question, no peace with no weapon Millennium threaten nights I wake cold sweating Under moon crescents Days seem like seconds If life is but a journey this must be a slave ship In the belly of the demon, screaming, "I can't take it" Like a river named Phoenix, is the sun past the zenith Because the evil flows around like syphilis out the penis He's a genius like the riddler (Rather sell out like the fiddler) Or should I rock the vote when the only choice is Hitler? Or some cotton picker, pa** the ganja not the liquor Hillary's stuck on my block, somebody might stick her [Hook]