NOW IS THE TIME

Uh, yeah Time is now It's time for everythin' But more importantly Make sure you know what time it is There's a lot goin' on Times is changin' Life ain't a game but I'm winnin' (ugh) Knowin' my opponent is death Lovin' every minute 'til not a moment is left Like I ain't got a moment to rest before they bury me The goal is to be one of the best And hope the legacy is what enormous His performances stun him (uh-huh) The enormous left street corners get from him And all the chicks love him (ugh) The author enforcin' this, demoralize, e pluribus unum Everyday I get money, I'm good (uh-huh) I'm still spendin' '86 money Pull up in that new brink truck, banked-up Soon as these dudes get caked up, they bankrupt or banged up (ugh) Soon as they step foot on the curb I get that love in the hood I deserve for puttin' in work (that's right) Supply 'em like, cookin' and serve (uh-huh) Still so good it's absurd How I feel is hard to put it in words Like the present time, it's hard to capture the moment Different rules, so many different views, that's lack of focus Food for thought, now they make food for thought (uh-huh) The brainwashed what you was taught Took it past and stole it Buried truth with lies and leave it half decoded (uh-huh) If it ain't addin' up, do the math, expose it This division is even more complicated after COVID I feel it's time now, don't be the last to know it Yeah-yeah, I feel it's time now (yeah) You see, I'm always in this classic shit Fallin' through the hoods, I gotta climb down I'm at the table, finish beef, I feel it's fine now You ain't gotta worry 'bout that lil' problem You can shine now (East side) Been through the classic car collection, I gotta i now Rakim in a nineties-styled Benz, I gotta hide now My bitch got the top down, this bucket cap is flockin' now You make that nigga lie-down So they know me from the five, now look Great chief and style, never be outdated Look mama, I made it (mama) on the song with the greatest Still rockin' the latest, been shittin' on haters Bustin' since the '90s, been gettin' that paper Blessed by my creater, been givin' me favors Been runnin' through hot girls, all type of flavors Grew up with the takers, all the movers and shakers Allergic to you busta's, irritated by fakers Rather die for I ever get a lost statement (never) Just a real one-on-one, you can't replace 'em (never) Kin' of my city, streets know what I'm 'bout (you know) Original Hot-Boy, legend of the South Rather die for I ever get a lost statement (never) Just a real one-on-one, you can't replace 'em (never) Kin' of my city, streets know what I'm 'bout (you know) Original Hot-Boy, legend of the South Yeah-yeah, I feel it's time now (yeah) You see, I'm always in this classic shit Fallin' through the hoods, I gotta climb down I'm at the table, finish beef, I feel it's fine now You ain't gotta worry 'bout that lil' problem You can shine now (East side) Been through the classic car collection, I gotta i now Rakim in a nineties-styled Benz, I gotta hide now My bitch got the top down, this bucket cap is flockin' now You make that nigga lie-down So they know me from the five, now look Straw hat with the palm tree, Cuban plug, half Somali He get the coke, throwin' a mil', we call those stonkeys Costa Bayou, his name Raul, I know a sister from Hempstead I make a pussy piss bed thread She got a fetish, for Italy, trips to Venice Fuckin' in the most expensive What a moment to be alone with the master poet Scary hour, I'm the nicest in the game (huevo) Less showers, I wrote the nice rice rain (ah) Bullet shell, belly chain, Chanel smell, resemble Giselle I had the '96 Knicks fade, Stark look Cross tattoo, Mark of Matthew Jamaica Avenue, Jews was bad news, streets watchin' I load the clock into Rakim Saga Begins, teasin' the city She listen to B.G. and Biggie, squeezin' a kitty Huevo (ah)