'Bout That Time

It's 'bout that time
 Woo, yeah, aha, aha, you know
 Yeah, word up
 Come on, lights, cameras, action it's on
 Straight outta gate with another hot song
 Keepin' it real though gonna last long
 Break out the stiletto coming mad strong
 Bounce if you wanna, lounge will play the corner
 I'm New York talking 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 cooking up the new hot seller
 Putting 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 chilling, creeping 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 draw 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 moving on up the ladder
 And stay grounded, remember the Bronx 'cause they founded
 Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
 Golden, 'fore I forget hold it
 Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Holden
 And Jamaica, Queens I'm true to the fort
 Every day, all day not new to the sport
 In Elisabeth, kids in Queens is who I feast with
 When I ain't in the lab flipping beats with
 Drums to pound, I be breaking 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 nothing 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 live, leave their head on the floor
 Drop hits for the hip hop 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 eating a meal
 Watching 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 feeding the real
 So get eardrums son, start heating the drill
 One time and this is what y'all feel and I'ma still be