[Chorus:]
Children, groovin', women, confusion
Then go away, it's time to understand
Everyone's got to make a livin'
Children, groovin', women, confusion
Then go away, it's time to understand
Everyone's got to make a livin'

Nineteen-ninety-two and, you and I were fightin'
LAPD beatings got the whole world frontin'
My man Rodney King and the Reginald Deeney
You could look for justice but I bet you won't find any

Because people getting beatin', news keep repeatin'
Chaos and anger, just surely peakin'

Yo everybody's runnin', some of them are gunnin'
Avalanche the block, feel the anger, wantin' something
Cause some of them are frontin'
They didn't know the reason
Emotion in the end made it feel like revolution

And yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains

[Hook]
So hurry up because I'm runnin' out of clip
Runnin' out of time
Runnin' out of clip
Runnin' out of time
Runnin' out of clip
Runnin' out of time
Runnin' out of clip (What)
Runnin' out of time

[Chorus]

Nineteen-ninety-seven, reduction of a nation
The government is slayin', new laws is what you're facin'
Next comes the clonin', they're makin' new creation
Secretly forming soldiers of you and they station

No more free education on former segregation
Politics about affirmative activation

So make a run for the border
Caught by the deporter
The immigration caught you but you got to leave your daughter
We are slowly being slaughtered
So be prepared for the new world order

Yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains

[Hook]

[Chorus]

Year two-thousand, what's it really holdin'
Or is it really right, live beyond on what you're knowing
Or is it that technology is what keeps on going
Could it be that the end of time is what I'm showing

I don't see any grass growin'
Everything's conquered, we're running out of land

And goddamn yo, I'm runnin' out of clip
I'm almost out of time
Runnin' out of
Damn, I'm almost out of time

We could all try now but just look up in the sky
We ain't got no ozone left, we are gonna die
Crime and corruption, is the only season
Is it 'cause the reason is that we out of time

[Chorus: Repeat x2]

Writer : MYERS, KEN / ADAMS, SCOTT G / SEMBELLO, MICHAEL
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing