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PERFORMING ARTISTS
AC/DC
AC/DC
Sampled Artist
Ad-Rock
Ad-Rock
Lead Vocals
Adam Yauch
Adam Yauch
Lead Vocals
Barry White
Barry White
Sampled Artist
Billy Preston
Billy Preston
Sampled Artist
Cerrone
Cerrone
Sampled Artist
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Creedence Clearwater Revival
Sampled Artist
Jay Livingston
Jay Livingston
Sampled Artist
Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
Sampled Artist
Kool & The Gang
Kool & The Gang
Sampled Artist
Led Zeppelin
Led Zeppelin
Sampled Artist
Michael Diamond
Michael Diamond
Lead Vocals
Ralph MacDonald
Ralph MacDonald
Sampled Artist
Schoolly D
Schoolly D
Sampled Artist
Steve Miller Band
Steve Miller Band
Sampled Artist
The Russell Brothers
The Russell Brothers
Sampled Artist
Vic Mizzy, Eddie Albert, Eva Gabor
Vic Mizzy, Eddie Albert, Eva Gabor
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Songwriter
Adam Keefe Horovitz
Adam Keefe Horovitz
Songwriter
Michael Diamond
Michael Diamond
Songwriter
Yauch Adam Nathaniel
Yauch Adam Nathaniel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beastie Boys
Beastie Boys
Co-Producer
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer
Steve Ett
Steve Ett
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Joe Blaney
Joe Blaney
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

What's the time?
It's time to get ill
And what's the time?
It's time to get ill
So what's the time?
It's time to get ill
Now what's the time?
It's time to get ill
I'm not the type of person who likes to waste my time
And when I'm on the mic I just say my rhymes
And now I'm out on bail, the check is in the mail
They can sentence me to life and I won't go to jail
I'm cool, calm, collected, from class I was ejected
Just me, Mike D and MCA, we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You've been fully captivated by the funky-ass bass
Your girlfriend screams when MCA's in the place
He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand
Cold-chilling in the spot at the microphone stand
I'd have the pedal to the metal if I had a car
But I'm chiller with the Miller, cold-cooling at the bar
I can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand still
What's the time?
It's time to get ill
Went outside my house, I went down to the deli
I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly
I got rhymes ga-lime, I got rhymes ga-lilla
And I got more rhymes than Phyllis Diller
MCA take a stand, man, you're in command
Homebody, turn it out and don't give a damn
Man, my name's MCA, I've got a license to kill
And what's the time?
It's time to get ill
Riding down the block with my box in my hand
Today I feel like chily, just as chill as I can
Cooling on the corner with a 40 of O.E.
'Cause me and MCA, we're down with Mike D
Man, when I run a jam I don't give a damn
When I'm throwing bass, I say "Thank you, ma'am"
Fuel-injected, rhyme connected, running things
Well, I'm the King Ad-Rock and I'm the King of all Kings
I'm looking for a spot, things are getting hot
I'm MCA, I'm here to stay and you, sir, you are not
Oh no, it could not be, it's such a sight to see
It's such a trip, you're on my tip, so listen to Mike D
My work is my play because I'm playing when I work
My name's Mike D, as you can see, man I can do the Jerk
MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, it's chill
What's the time?
It's time to get ill
Now what's the time?
It's time to get ill
And what's the time?
It's time to get ill
So what's the time?
It's time to get ill
And what's the time?
It's time to get ill
Written by: Adam Keefe Horovitz, Adam Yauch, Mike D, Mike Diamond, Rick Rubin
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