CYNE - Out of Time lyrics
[CYNE - Out of Time lyrics]
I try to rap with thoughts close to
Home base facing opposite the darkness
Thinking got me hard, but it's mind erection
God bless the chosen few
Not totin' Glock 22's
Put lead to rebel man singing blues
To who or what will listen
What is not fiction
I believe the star and the
Sea God got admission
If you into spiritual things
It's not organized
It's let yourself be, see me immortalized
The stuff from back then, we not just rapping
Yes we are, past present future was ours
I'm down to Earth but more
Importantly one with the stars from afar
Whether you praising Christ or Allah
There's a spirit in the air that I'm
Trying to be a part of from afar
Whether you praising Christ or Allah
There's a spirit in the air that I'm
Trying to be a part of
Let's get it together man
We running out of time
Let instinct dominate, overthrow your mind
See, we here to motivate
People with the rhyme there's 1
8 god, and my destiny still divine
I scribble thoughts down with hopes
To get my point across
So many cultures lost, I preserved mine
With a firm mind
Clenched fist in the air like
I'm ready for war
Some modern day Moors behind me as
We knocked on your door
Cuz taking over steam
We letting spirit's intervene
Between two extremes lies a king
Now behold me no longer scold me, I'm yours
Begging for more spiritual laws to govern
My life and fight a cause
Behold, here come the litigants of the court
My heart is innocent
But my mind committed crimes so I reminisce
Over the evidence of my soul
My body relevant ready to take the stand
And my lawyers ready for settlements
Council refused me
My predicament so confusing
I'm winning and losing at the same time
My mind lose me
It's going crazy making sense of
All of this shit
Imagine gates of heaven standing ready
For my final judgement
I stand alone solely responsible
For my actions
I tried to live right, but needed practice
Let's get it together man
We running out of time
Let instinct dominate, overthrow your mind
See, we here to motivate
People with the rhyme there's 1
8 god, and my destiny still divine