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Testo No Time - RBX

Testo della canzone No Time (RBX), tratta dall'album The RBX Files

No time for criticizing

Music's hypnotizing

Everybody's temperature's rising

For me

Do it, do it, do it

Brothers and sisters

We are in the final days

And we must have black unity now or else

In the distance echoing, horns from the freedom train starting to blow

Now don't move slow with the quickness, dash to get your mental

Now I'm dashing, crashing with the thoughts I used to have

It's time for math, let's add and divide to get the ones that lied

Now it's time to subtract

I pledge allegiance to only the black

Take me to war for that

Remember it's God you'll be fighting

I enlighten with words

My bird I spread wings to fly like birds

That's when I spotted your plan

Remember, I am black man

The first man and sooner than later I shall be the last

I will survive your blast

My mental will walk when your physical's ash

I am sun

Lords of light, there was an eclipse of the sun

This eclipse was unlike any other

It rained but the ground was not wet

The very next day the sun does not set

Crash, now there's blood on the moon

Flash, the first seal came soon

I step onto my patio to view the glare in the air

Was of a lukewarm texture

I am calm, there's no time to be tense

Simply reflect and prepare to step back to the essence

Suddenly, I am greeted by a hand

It is now come, X the X is now known

I am dark within, I am shown

It is time, now I see the light on the throne

And I don't need no sunglasses

No more lessons or no more classes, I'm there

Black, you had best prepare for the coming of war

When the smoke clears, I'll stand tall

Look at your devil, now you're sweating

I'm telling you, you can't run from the hand of Armageddon

So now you dare to harm our physical with your chemical warfare

The beast don't care, that's why he eats his pig steak rare

So he can taste the blood like a beast trying to feast on a black

Get ready to attack, no sweating as we march to Armageddon

March, all the black talk 2-2-4

March, all the black talk 2-2-4

March, for the time is now

Sooner than later the devil shall bow

I will witness this, red black and green with a tightened fist

I dream of the day when all the blacks

Can sit down and chill to unite as one

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Writer(s): Eric Collins, Gregory Royal
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