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(Time's up)--> Rakim
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(I wanna rock right now)--> Rob Base
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[ VERSE 1 ]
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Time's up, black is back
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Other rappers make records and I make an impact
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I don't want you to move, I want a movement
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As I proceed, I move with
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Knowledge, wisdom, understanding
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I make progress, while I'm slamming
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Hard lyrics, puttin money in the bank
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But these futile new styles stake out the joint with Hank
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A to B to D
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Cause you can't hit what your eyes can't c
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Near-sighted, shallow, hollow, mundane
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Rappers untrained, just can't sustain
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The heat that hits, you think it's a homerun
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But hold that thought, brother, don't run
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Cause you hear the pop, it drops, and guess what?
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Time's up
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(I wanna rock right now)
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[ VERSE 2 ]
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The clock ticks, the rhyme kicks
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I'm kickin off knowledge as I drop this
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Brothers ain't takin their time with the rhyme
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They wanna get paid, cause it's hard times
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I got patience, meditation
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Helps creation, and correlation
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Is takin its toll in platinum and gold
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I get respect with the records I sold
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Cause the rhyme is always up to par and on point
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I wrote a message in the music while I'm rockin this joint
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It's jumpin, slammin, pumpin
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And meanwhile I'm sayin somethin
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For all ears to hear and prepare
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To persevere from here to there, so get geared
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So weak rappers'll have to self-destruct
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Time's up
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(I wanna rock right now)
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[ VERSE 3 ]
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I'm harder than times and 29
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Hard enough to cut diamonds, rhymin I'm
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Sharp as a razor, cuts like a laser
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And my rhyme can graze ya, I'm able to raise ya
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>From a dead level, I ain't a rebel
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I just don't dance with the devil
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Unless we're dancing in the rain
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And then my dance is an Ali dance
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Cuts as sharp as a blow, showboat what I wrote
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And sugar-coat the globe and collect sweet g notes
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Go for the throat and watch the wicked choke
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>From the words I spoke because the rhymin smoke
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Provoked thoughts of hope, no dope to cope
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Cocaine and propane, no pain and no gain
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The white demon is powdered and cut
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Taste the real rock - time's up
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[ VERSE 4 ]
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High performance is layin dormant
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Your mentality is out of the ordi-
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nary structure, you ain't a sucker
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Go get paid like a renegade buster
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Lyrical format I put down
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And when it rips, better skip town
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Metaphysical spiritual conscience
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Manifested in lyrical contents
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An ancient rhetoric, Moe Dee better kick
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Soulful social science, and let it get
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My class needs to thinkin straight
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Cause with speeds of light they can't relate
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We live and learn, but what are we learnin?
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The dollars teach and weak souls are burnin
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So when I strike, it's like lightning struck
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Time's up
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(I wanna rock right now)
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(Time's up)
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Times Up
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