'Bout The Time

It's 'bout the time

Woo, yeah

Uh huh, uh huh

You know

Yeah, word up

C'mon

Lights, cameras, action it's on

Straight outta gate with another hot song

Keepin' it real though, gonna last long

Break out the stiletto comin' mad strong

Bounce if you wanna, lounge will play the corner

I'm New York talkin' that gangster talk

Twenty-four bases, queue to the oasis

Suspicious see eyes and no faces

Been there, years just put in to work

For the dough, so you know that I couldn't get jerked

Street mental, throw on the hoodie then lurk

In the rental until the end of the earth

I'ma be that fellow with the mozzarella

Always cookin' up the new hot seller

Puttin' that money in the bank like the teller

And this be the number one rank, let me tell you

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

On the fast track chillin', creepin' like a villain

In 2000 new car, new house and

Buy the whole store up, style I'm too pro, son

Get even more buck wild, I drew crowds and

In every state I still draw them at every forum

Don't lose no points I just score them

And count blessings at the top of my freshness

Live, get it right this is not no job

Today or tomorrow it doesn't matter

Got the stages movin' on up the ladder

And stay grounded, remember the Bronx cause they founded

Cuttin' them old joints up by James Brown, kid

Golden, 'fore I forget hold it

Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Colden

And Jamaica, Queens I'm true to the fort

Every day, all day not new to the sport

In the least bit, kids in Queens is who I feast with

When I ain't in the lab flippin' beats with

Drums to pound, I be breakin' it down

With homeboy Van on the way uptown

How that sound

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

It's 'bout that time

There's a whole lot of rappers in the world today

Some good, there is some that got nothin' to say

Some fake, some false, some imitation

But I'm the uncut raw for your generation

Work magic with terms like never before

Hang them rappers, leave their head on the floor

Drop hits for the hiphop crowd that rock kicks and hats

Crisped jeans and whips to match

Hardcore system up on blast

Cock, dip and stash live now and forget the past

In the streets try to hustle while eatin' a meal

Watchin' out so you don't get beaten in the grill

'Cause the crossroads is deep, sleep and you will

Be the next one up, I'm feedin' the real

So get eardrums, son, start heatin' the drill

One time and this is what y'all feel and I'ma still be