Socrates in the house, about to turn it on now
Images, paper, character is the flesh
Over time they both rise, choose which is the best
Socrates, philosophy, I choose the latter
Of the two, drop a jewel and watch a nigga scatter
All the time ticks on to the early morning breaks of dawn
I'm an emperor whose empire crushes the pawn
Giving new birth to a novel scene
Building my dream, poof, blow out your smoke screen
I've seen winners come and losers go
Or is it the other way around?
These days I don't know, good guys finish and last
I pass on that, I'ma die in first place
Pivots on that, who's really number one?
It's up to you, I got everything I need
Plus a buck or two, separate your needs from wants
And life simplifies, my wife and son be happy
Success in my eyes, I speak on me and not on you
Choose your own, blame and your face unscrewed
I got everything I need, I got everything I need

Too much to lose, spending time to be hatin' on you
Respect Sox, he put faith on you
Though, give and take can be unbalanced
And business in the hood never goes unchallenged
I'ma quote the words of a shoddy
But who is becomes who was
And who could've been will never be somebody
Got a little green in my jeans
The earth is mean, everybody plottin' on a scheme
Wow for the knife, bein' polite
You lookin' for Jesus? Maybe I'ma be him tonight
And let the beef cook, I'ma stew that shank
The fat lady is sick, I'ma be him tonight
Singin', ask me who I thank
The power I possess is alchemistry
Nothin' is somethin' lovers and haters gon' remember me
If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps tickin' then you will lose no doubt
If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps tickin' then you will lose no doubt
If the time runs out
Then brother you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps tickin' then you will lose no doubt
Yeah, this kid
Spittin' images, a couple double Ds
Two couples double datin' in a bacon double cheese
Stuff I must've seen many times on a billboard
How to make a rich man buy, make him feel poor
How to make a stick man cry, make him real
Or just draw him eyes and let him see what he was built for
Someone was bored and made us to fill space
On a big black board until the day we're erased
On a big black board until the day we're erased

Little black boy with a smile on his face
Some chalk on his hands and some thoughts on faith
Maybe heaven is the height of the stakes
At the gates where they ask what you loved
And how much time did you waste
And hate's the hell at the bottom of a waterless well
We scale down but get less in the pale
Guess it's something like an addict's life
Something like a battered wife
Cause what we cling to can kill us
But still it's hard to sacrifice
If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps tickin' then you will lose no doubt
If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps tickin' then you will lose no doubt
If the time runs out, then brother you will get turned out

The first thing I noticed was how well his shoes would shine
Put my sleeve up my arm to take a glimpse at the time
A breeze through the window produced melodies from a chime
Offered him a cigarette and slowly closed the blinds
Told Norton I had a secret, peep it
What I'ma say is convoluted, you probably won't believe it
It's totally incumbent of me, the story's redundant
I see time linear, which allows me to jump it
See the configurations in my mind and the circumference specific to one space
Yet we are all still one with
On what they call the world, we are all one with
We are all a loop of Dr. Luther and today is April 4th, 1968
And tomorrow
Is totally imperative globally to the heritage
You permit me to double as you and allow me to be a surrogate
Each sentence cause my existence one cerebit
You're looking at the future the product of an experiment
That will hopefully change what remains
Discrimination, nuclear war, pain
So hold my hand, feel the alchemy
Take a glimpse into my mind and see yourself on the balcony in time
Time, time, time













And if the time runs out Then, brother, you will get turned out
If the clock keeps ticking
Then you will lose no doubt
If the time runs out
Then, brother, you will get turned out
And if the clock keeps ticking
Then you will lose no doubt
You will lose no doubt.