Tinseltown To The Boogiedown

FEMALE: Time keeps slipping, keeps slipping

RAPPER: Yeah, the only thing Major don't waste is time in bed

My time is rare, take time, time to prepare

No time for fear, how many times I said it this year?

At what time ya going to realise that time is near?

Call a time out, Scritti Politti, Major climb down

The cracks of the streets waste no time on beats

Mos' Def most definitely the rap chief

The new release, time to make cream, time to take a piece

And at the same time, time to rebuild, time is rilla

I swear I bring the heat, the tracks to Val Kilmer

You know that time waits for no man, in time you'll see that

You're wasting all you time while you're watching TV

And yo' Scritti, I'm on it like walls to graffiti

From night sticks, to plungers, to NYPD

From Lucille BB King, you've seen me rhyme

You stay away from drama if it's wasting your time

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: From Tinseltown

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: To the Boogiedown (time, time keeps slipping)

They play for time and work for spaces

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: And clocks are wound

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: And worked around (time, time keeps slipping)

And in their prime they change their faces

RAPPER: Yeah, from Boogiedown to the Tinseltown I had em' all gettin' down

My baggage claim's got exotic names, I get around

How I'm livin' now, well that's a whole lot different now

From where I'm sitting now, got a whole clearer vision now

I played the tables hard, wild cards I was flipping now

My partners hittin' pounds, somewhere up in prison now

I'm flippin' high, things switch and change so suddenly

The way you act today is tomorrow's where you wanna be

You company shifts when you start livin' comfortably

Spotlights switch and then you dip right from under me

Don't front for me, I want to be perfectly clear

Time is here, I'm keepin' yesterday in the rear

A current affair, Mos' Def and Lee Majors appear

Bout to write this little ditty with the Scritti, you hear

And it's about that time, so if you could be then would you

Sit back and look at who time's bein' good to

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: From Tinseltown

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: To the Boogiedown (time, time keeps slipping)

They play for time and work for spaces

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: And clocks are wound

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: And worked around (time, time keeps slipping)

And in their prime they change their faces

RAPPER: At one time I thought I had it all, mass of broads

Flash awards, cash cards, time's a double-edged sword

One day you hear applause, next day when you leave

You catch a L in the C like Christopher Reeves

D'you all believe that these cats threw dirt on my name?

Give 'em time, they couldn't win if I gave 'em point game

At times I used to swerve, now I'm learning my lane

Trapped in time, what a shame, with nobody to blame

I waits for no-one, and fat 'n' slow ones, the rich no-funs

The Samurais 'n' Shoguns, the first stringer no-runs

A yo gun, you'd better hope to it or you blow son

This time keeps slipping, make no difference if you don't come

It's bein' well recorded how we advise we

Get on our game and spend these moments wisely

It's time to make chase, give pace, no time to waste

First you on, then you gone so long, you been replaced

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: From Cali High

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: To the do or die (time, time keeps slipping)

They set their hearts and fix their courses

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: An' dreams of dreams

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: Of how it seems (time, time keeps slipping)

They steel themselves, they are resources

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: From Tinseltown

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: To the Boogiedown (time, time keeps slipping)

They play for time and work for spaces

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

GREEN: And clocks are wound

RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up

GREEN: And worked around (time, time keeps slipping)

And in their prime they change their faces

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning

You've got the both ends burning up

And all the lies you've been learning

To keep the future on hold

The time tables keep turning

You've got the both ends burning up

And all the lies you've been learning

To keep the future on hold