In Time (Remix) Immortal Technique (Ft. AKIR)

[Akir]

This goes out to all the young people in the world, don’t grow up too fast man. Take your time. Do it right

[Immortal Technique]

Yo Akir, Talk to ‘em

[Akir]

(Check)
I watch the old heads
Reminisce about old bread
They wish they would’ve made
Money squandered that they could’ve saved
At an early age
Dropped out of school; an early grave
If they would’ve finished they could’ve got paid a better wage
While their friends chase life faster
And made they way to the lonely grave of the sedaku get plastered
Sees the laughter the blain the lack of perseverance as slackers
On the same of the slave masters they hate
And no they never took the time to build their craft up
Looked for the answers from past us while their life passed them
High off a pipe or ice blastin’
To get ‘em back to a time when they thrived off of bright passion
I fight like every day is my last one
I never take my freedom for granted; like the nigga that’s up in them handcuffs
I methodically kill shit like Manson
I try to get my money like they holdin’ Grandmas for ransom