Times Up

(アルバム： Funke Funke Wisdom - 1991)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

Time's up, black is back
Other rappers make records and I'll make an impact
I don't want you to move, I want a movement
As I proceed, I move with
Knowledge, wisdom, understanding
I make progress, while I'm slamming
Hard lyrics, putting money in the bank
But these futile new styles stake out the joint with point
A to B to D
Cause you can't hit what your eyes can't see
Near-sighted, shallow, hollow, mundane
Rappers untrained, just can't sustain
The heat that hits, you think it's a homerun
But hold that thought, brother, don't run
Cause you hear the pop, it drops, and guess what?
Time's up

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

The clock ticks, the rhyme kicks
I'm kickin off knowledge as I drop this
Brothers ain't takin their time with the rhyme
They wanna get paid, cause it's hard times
I got patience, meditation
Helps creation, and correlation
Is taking its toll in platinum and gold
I get respect with the records I sold
Cause the rhyme is always up to par and on point
I wrote a message in the music while I'm rocking this joint
It's jumping, slamming, bumping
And meanwhile I'm saying something
For all ears to hear and prepare
To persevere from year to year, and get geared
So weak rappers'll have to self-destruct
Time's up

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

I'm harder than times in '29
Hard enough to cut diamonds, rhymin I'm
Sharp as a razor, cuts like a laser
And my rhyme can graze ya, I'm able to raise ya
From a dead level, I ain't a rebel
I just don't dance with the devil
Unless we're dancing in the ring
And then my dance is an Ali thing
Cause I shuffle and flow, and showboat what I wrote
And sugarcoat the globe and collect sweet g-notes
Go for the throat and watch the wicked choke
From the words I spoke because the rhyming smoke
Provoked thoughts of hope, no dope to cope
Cocaine and propane, no pain and no gain
The white demon is powdered and cut
Taste the real rock; time's up

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

High performance is lying dormant
Your mentality is out of the ordi
Nary structure, you ain't a sucker
Go get paid like a renegade buster
Lyrical format I put down
And when it rips, better skip town
Metaphysical spiritual conscience
Manifested in lyrical contents
An ancient rhetoric, Moe Dee better kick
Soulful social science, and let it get
My class needs to thinking straight
Cause with speeds of light they can't relate
We live and learn, but what are we learning?
The dollars teach and weak souls are burning
So when I strike, it's like lightning struck
Time's up

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)

(Time's up)
(I wanna rock right now)
(Time's up)