Time

[Produced by Mastad0n]

[Verse 1: Mastad0n]
To whom do I owe this?
Split it down like meiosis
Heaven is full of poets, that’s why the high is the coldest
Mos Def the way I practice mathematics
Sifting through the forest when the green is in the climate
This is acrobatic adding
Save it up for the minors, and Satan is in my face
I only care about who’s behind us
The finest of the black men
Raised fists in class, we ain’t passin
No judgement
It’s not up for discussion
Came from picking to hustling
From the land to the Forbes
It’s not the land it was before, but they know we needing more
America
Keep it up watch what happens when Africans rise in Jackson
I have a passion, I know that this won’t happen off of rapping
In fact, I am the kraken
Here to dampen the habits of any little lipped cracker talking backwards
I ain’t slacking, these are khakis
When you shaking the cannon, don’t get mad when it blast ya

[Hook: Mastad0n & Rosser]
They said give it
They said give it
They said give it time (time) x8

[Verse 2: Rosser]
I ducked past gun shots
Walked by corner stores
Save up $1.45 for a brew, I know exact change
This shit won’t change until we have exact aim
Embody that black frame that was slain
Won’t even clean up the stains
Must be a message or something
Either they fear what they don’t know, or they know what they fear
As they smile ear to ear
Red dragons breathe fire no they are not a myth
White chalk outline, we gotta fit that mold
A change gone come on my playlist
I wonder if the dinosaurs were racist
I wonder if money meant they made it
Put my fears in a fragrance
Mississippi burning and I swear they love the fragrance
Put my hand to the flame like the tunnel down the matrix
This is straight from the underground
Harriet told me, “to be free you must be free”
(Uh-huh)
This is straight from the underground
Harriet told me, “to be free you must be free”
(Word up)

[Hook]
They said give it
They said give it
They said give it time (time) x7
Yo, check I got a question
Woah

[Verse 3: Mastad0n]
Tell me, what’s in store for the poor?
Not a thing, we lack green and need it for the goals of the moors
What’s the etymology of nigga?
How come everybody wanna be a nigga?
We ain’t making no figures and y’all figure we should be thankful
Cause the shackles on our hands moved down to our ankles
We can’t walk how we wanna in the world
They kill us for marijuana and wanna take the curls
Now Becky wanna fuck Odell, and we think oh well
Another brother in jail
Think he free as hell
But Satan do his taxes
And we trapped in this fat cell
Only thing we got was the pot for my mom
But my papa got it
And he dealing with it
A convicted felon with all the love in the city
I wish you better dreams, I’m living very well
But I’m sick of closing chapters of my brothers in this fucking fairy tale

[Hook]
They said give it
They said give it
They said give it time (time) x8

[Outro]