Nothing is Quick in the Desert

Stay out of the desert

[Intro: Flavor Flav]

1, 2, 1, 2, Yo

Yo 1, 2

Nothing is Quick in the Desert

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Yo

[Verse 1: Chuck D and Flavor Flav]

Not put here to judge between the quick and the dead

I be slick with this nick of time rhyme that I said (Go!)

Digitize the present, download it in a minute

The future is now, cause there ain't no frontin' in it

Steady stayin' chained to that wagon of old ways

That last pass second, we now call the old days

Yesterday slaves, just hangin' to get hung

Oblivious to those slangin' poison with the tongue (Yo!)

Unaware that being everywhere just ain't no lie

Desert MCs those who deserve to die

Or get poor trying, bitch stop lying

Everybody sellin', but ain't nobody buyin' (Uh!)

Adrenaline rushin', like my blood be gold

Like in 1849, rhyme soul is sold

Like all good people could be cowards in the end

And the death comes quick in the desert my friend

Nothing is quick in the desert!

If I had to describe the way I survive

The radio, the TV, the worldwide web

Nothing is quick in the desert!