Chronomentrophobia The fear of clocks The fear of time Yeah High as the cost of living I take what I've been given Pastor say, "be strong" Ooh yeah hey I ain't got time, leave me alone Ain't that much time left I've got to funk you now Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Chronomentrophobia Lord be having mercy on my soul I'm having the impression that my life gon' be a bowl Of cherries but its very hard for me to cope Got tired of being broke This ATLien ain't got no time to sit and mope Made up my mind while y'all made up y'all beds On a cold wooden floor is where I laid my head Born in 1975, never thought I'd make it this far Still battling in this racial war Trying to find solutions to the situation I'm facing Only thing thats free is my flow that y'all be chasing Letting my niggas know before I go, I drop that knowledge Like dropping books, lets stop the crooks From robbing you of your brains and such, using welfare as a crutch I'm in it for good, you enter my hood, you won't be finding much Hope that when I'm gone y'all remember this What we stood for Fuck that fame and that glitz It's beginning to look a lot like the ending And got to be more careful Know what corners you be bending Revelations getting impatient Now I'm dead Remember what I said I'm gone bow ya heads