Time Thieves Lyrics

Money isn't real

It's a known concept

Why are you chasing it for

Till the days of our death

Wealth gained is a theif

And it's no contest

At the end of it all

Its our own conquest

If I had a hundred dollars every hour of my life

Would it make me live forever

or would I still die

If I had a hundred years would you even put a price or is that worth any treasure that we can multiply

I done said it hundred times is it worth nickels and dimes if it costs us the time we gathered

There has been a hundred signs that we see number of times but we blind to the fact that we captured

By the system that's designed to fuel the engine of the economy

ironically we slippin by the end of our time to breathe

It's monetary is that what we give it up for our lives are momentary we got to live it up y'all

Life in monistary where we try and reach God

Almost involuntary how we seek to be all

Currently currency kinda killin communities

Conquering kings and queens actin in impunity

It's Tom foolery plus the food has been foolin me

Killin us slowly like it is good to eat

Poison our bodies when we got the fruit and seeds

To grow it ourselves but have been dupped so foolishly

We got to have it fast we got to have it now

No time to react we still reapin what we sow

Forty percent of us let it grow. Not the crop in the soil but the crap in our soul and our bodies feed cancerous cells

Advanced stages of a terrist cell

Organized science from the kitchen of hell

They cookin up well and we consume it and sell

And they doing it well

Doing it well

Doing it

Doing it

Doing it well

While I'm pursuing the truth and only time can tell

If I am ruining the moves hidden behind the shell

Assume they use to capsilate our minds in push their agenda

leaving all us confined in

A state of confusion illusions drew and designed

They using false movements

to improve the divide

Remove our minds out the matrix They wasting our time and we focused on the basics

Behoove ourselves to prove we can face it

Challenge the machine delete and erase it

Money isn't real

It's a known concept

Why are you chasing it for

Till the days of our death

Wealth gained is a theif

And it's no contest

At the end of it all

Its our own conquest