Father Time - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Closer and closer it comes to me

Skin hanging on by a thread

A watch on each chain and they're both ticking

Not far behind is death

Saturn, Saturn I know your pattern

Come through skin sagged, clothes are tattered

But I know

Father time is no friend of mine

Every lesson beats my behind

Youth is wasted on the young

Life begins now life is done, is done

Time is good it makes you wise

Then it cuts you down to size, to size

Ooh, ooh

Tick-tock nigga, the times going

The clock on sprouted lеgs

His knees are showing

Psychedelic еxperiences and reefer blowing

It's the future showing

All praises be to the most high the all knowing

Till then I'mma sit tight and let my thoughts keep flowing (keep flowing)

Now I wake up on the other side of golden morning

Sleep is for the dreamers

God is for believers

Wonder if I'm either of the two

If there's a point to life, pop like balloon

Sunset day I die, fly like balloon

Ooh, ooh