Sands of Time - Remedy

Yeah… takin over

Shaolin, think before you speak

Speak before you move

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?

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+

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