Bout That Time - Epidemic

Little nigga I’m Ali at his best

I’m just as cocky and snobby as the rest

To box me shit is monotony kid you sloppy as a mess

To bet on sonny you probably have a debt

Tryin' to disguise and finalizing your lines

Like a polygraphic test

You gonna need the force

Illuminated I don’t need a torch

And if I need a torch I scorch you till you’re a bleeding corpse

Before I see the courts I smear prints

You won’t see a source and peel out

Just like the gear shifts in a European Porsche

I’m fresh, I’m fresh as an umbilical cord

Before the physician snips and stitch it the minute it’s born

Fresher than my Givenchy kicks out a signature

That will deliver straight to the crib before ships to the stores, I’m nice

And I ain’t stopping till my stocks is long

And every jewel that I cop full of rocks and charms

I’m on my toes like my socks is on

If you ain’t heard we on the road then your clocks is wrong

Cause it’s about that time

Hey, yo, it’s 'bout that time

I think it’s time our team brings you up to speed

We giving these listeners just what they need

We do this shit one time

Hexagon, yo I’m raw with the rhyme

My man, Tek, yeah he raw with the rhyme

I think it’s 'bout that time

So listen close, God and tell me what you hear

We’re bringing that mad flava to your ear

We do this shit one time

Hex-One, yo I’m raw with the rhyme

My dawg, Tek, yeah he raw with the rhyme

Don’t get checked, nigga

Yo, we’re bringing it back yo

The rappers that sing about slingin the crack blow, o

They liable for catchin' an imminent smack, though

They seem to be only for living to stack dough

We deliver the last blow at your wack show

Yo, the shit that I spit got you thinkin of Castro

You pitiful fakes get clowned

All you ridiculous spitters pretending you better than greats get down

I’m meticulous with ancient sound

Niggas with feminine traits get found

Ha, now B, allow me to break it down

You follow my odyssey gotta be ready to take this crown

Cause I be the illest up in this repetitive business

I’m a veteran with this

You bringing that negative rhetoric

Nigga you better inflict hits

Berettas could dead an intelligent witness

With metal as heavy as elephant imprints

A rebel that settles in ghettos developing instincts

With relevant distance from wackness you wanna get sick, bitch?

Then practice we map shit as vivid as an atlas

I’m trying to depict this with caskets

You wind in my hit list the facts is

You ever get Chris pissed, it’s blackness, motherfuckers

Hey, yo, it’s 'bout that time

I think it’s time our team brings you up to speed

We giving these listeners just what they need

We do this shit one time

Hexagon, yo I’m raw with the rhyme

My man, Tek, yeah he raw with the rhyme

I think it’s 'bout that time

So listen close God and tell me what you hear

We’re bringing that mad flava to your ear

We do this shit one time

Hex-One, yo I’m raw with the rhyme

My dawg, Tek, yeah he raw with the rhyme

Don’t get checked, kid

I think it’s time our team brings you up to speed

We giving these listeners just what they need

We do this shit one time

Hexagon, yo I’m raw with the rhyme

My man, Tek, yeah he raw with the rhyme

I think it’s 'bout that time

So listen close God and tell me what you hear

We’re bringing that mad flava to your ear

We do this shit one time

Hex-One, yo I’m raw with the rhyme

My dog, Tek, yeah he raw with the rhyme

Don’t get checked, nigga