The Time - August Greene, Common, Robert Glasper

Post-apocalyptic, the most hip-hop terrific

Young, gifted, and black, it’s never monolithic

To be non-specific, some pontific

On some Z. Elliott, they wanna run with it

Overzealous zealots, my alias should to be rebellious

'Cause I deliver on some mail-y ish

The message is where the oppression is

It’s single mothers, pressure, and aggressive kids

My rhymes’ll be the Ritalin, let’s get it

And America’s divided, the dividend is the middlemen

We need to cut 'em, out, 'cause can’t nobody govern the route

Of my destiny, Ebony covers and lovers, I respect them like they all mothers

And I’m…

Ready and I don’t want to wait

I know my glory’s on the way

There’s time in life where there’ll be tradeoffs

I give thanks, I’m not afraid

I know my glory’s on the way

There’s time in life where there’ll be tradeoffs

I give thanks, I’m not afraid

Opps and opulence, pops said confidence

Glocks and consciousness, sounds of black optimists

Glasses clink, I get cheers like a toast, I’m butter baby, come close

Spent years with Mos, Talib, Tariq, Jeru, and Kanye

Somewhere in my Top 5 is Nas, BIG, and Andre

Soundwaves of underground days

We found ways to surface, bringing heaven where earth is

Verses become churches, not for you to worship

But to find your purpose, rhyme’s a divine service

Soundtracks to life, the way we find Curtis

I play «The Makings of You» for my daughter in the womb

Hope she still in tune, time for concrete roses to bloom

And I’m

Ready and I don’t want to wait

I know my glory’s on the way

tradeoffs

I give thanks, I’m not afraid

I know my glory’s on the way

tradeoffs

I give thanks, I’m not afraid

Know my glory’s on the way

tradeoffs

I’m not afraid

Know my glory’s on the way

tradeoffs

I’m not afraid, not afraid

I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid

I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid

I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid

I’m not afraid (not afraid, not afraid, not afraid)