Testo Sands Of Time

[Intro: Remedy] Yeah... takin over Shaolin, think before you speak Speak before you move [Remedy] Extreme intelligence, I mastered the elements Remedy makin moves with my hands in new developments Devious ways of thinkin, embezelments Organized movements made with no evidence Booby traps, half stacks, cracks and Cognac Contract killers ran sack wit impact Vandals, real live scandals So all my people now deceased, rest in peace, light a candle Multiple convictions, mad drug addictions Blocks of extortion and pain inflictions One man busted, another one dusted Who got pinched? Rolled over, re-adjusted Human excretion, and plots of completion Headsets, roamin politicians makin death threats Friends who were bitches, pussy whipped turn snitches Fifty white Mayans, whom we all dug ditches, what? [Chorus 2X: Remedy] Life's an up hill climb, with justice divine No future, no past, the last days of time Men oppress poor, man creates war And more crime, these are the +Sands of Time+ [Remedy] We on some street life drug shit, money comes in bundles Some live thug shit, and terratorial rumbles Guns wit the drawn fine leathers I love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Wu-Wear sweaters When it's dark out, mass makin moves and runs As the night goes on, pitch black, like my lungs Who the fuck are you? That'll crew wit me in two Maybe more, can't come? Fuck, kick down ya door Son, you can have beef and not know it Have phat stacks and not show it, can't help but to blow it The live ones, do or die ones, flyin high ones Drive-by ones, we all sons wit guns Mathematicians studyin numbers in forms of sixes Phat radar remixes for fixes I wanna get rich like two hundred and fifty million A quarter of a billion, spreadin mad love as I'm buildin A fist full of dollars just splurgin in my organ Sprayin mace in the eye of this damn new world in [Chorus 2X]