What's the time? It's time to get ill And what's the time? It's time to get ill So what's the time? It's time to get ill Now what's the time? It's time to get ill I'm not the type of person who likes to waste my time And when I'm on the mic, I just say my rhymes And I'm not out on bail, the check is in the mail They can sentence me to life, but I won't go to jail I'm cool, calm, collected, from class I was ejected Just me, Mike D, and M.C.A., rarely disrespected I got all the time that I need to kill What's that time? It's time to get ill You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass Your girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the place He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand Cold chillin' on the spot at the microphone stand I'd have the pedal to the metal if I had a car But I'm chiller with the Miller, cold coolin' at the bar I can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand still What's the time? It's time to get ill Walkin' in my Gucci, it's about that time Walkin' in my Gucci, it's about that time Went outside my house, I went down to the deli I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly I got rhymes galime, I got rhymes galilla And I got more rhymes than Phillis Diller M.C.A. takes a stand, man in command Homeboy, turn it out, don't give a damn Man, my name is M.C.A., I've got a license to kill And what's the time? It's time to get ill I'm Mr. Air The famous Mr. Air Riding down the block with my box in my hand Today I feel like chillin' just as chill as I can Coolin' on the corner with a forty of O.E. 'Cause me and M.C.A., we're down with Mike D. Man, when I run a jam, I don't give a damn When I'm throwing bass, I say, "Thank you ma'am." Fuel injected, rhyme connected, running things Well, I'm the King Adrock and I'm the king of all kings I'm looking for a spot, things are gettin' hot I'm M.C.A., I'm here to stay and you sir, you are not Oh no, it could not be, it's such a sight to see It's such a trip, you're on my tip, so listen to Mike D. My work is my play, because I'm playing when I work My name's Mike D., as you can see and I can dot the jerk M.C.A., Adrock, Mike D., it's chill What's the time? It's time to get ill Now, what's the time? It's time to get ill And what's the time? It's time to get ill So what's the time? It's time to get ill Now what's the time? It's time to get ill © AMERICAN DEF TUNES, INC; POLYGRAM INT'L MUSIC PUBG GROUP; BROOKLYN DUST MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com