Tinseltown to the Boogiedown

Time keeps slipping, keeps slipping
 Time, time keeps slipping
 Time, time keeps slipping
 Time, time keeps slipping
 Yo, 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 realize 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
 The time tables keep turning from Tinseltown
 You've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedown
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 They play for time and work for spaces
 The time tables keep turning and clocks are wound
 You've got the both ends burning up and worked around
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 And in their prime they change their faces
 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
 The time tables keep turning from Tinseltown
 You've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedown
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 They play for time and work for spaces
 The time tables keep turning and clocks are wound
 You've got the both ends burning up and worked around
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 And in their prime they change their faces
 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
 Do 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 and slow ones, the rich no funs
 The Samurai's and Shoguns, the first stringer no runs
 Ayyo 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
 The time tables keep turning from Cali High
 You've got the both ends burning up to the do or die
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 They set their hearts and fix their courses
 The time tables keep turning and dreams of dreams
 You've got the both ends burning up of how it seems
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 They steel themselves, they are resources
 The time tables keep turning from Tinseltown
 You've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedown
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 They play for time and work for spaces
 The time tables keep turning and clocks are wound
 You've got the both ends burning up and worked around
 (Time, time keeps slipping)
 And in their prime they change their faces
 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