Stopwatch

[Intro]

Ayo, Apollo what up?

Got some king shit in this motherfucker

Just make your head nod back and forth right now

[Verse 1: Elzhi]

Yeah

Everyday I light something, write something

You can feel the fire in my palms

A Hadouken, Nuke Dukem kill

I dodge the trap that could gel us

And blew up like the restaurant scene on Goodfella's

We the keys to the city, so when the door closes

On Malcolm or Moses, don't stick up your noses

Unless you stop to inhale, standing before roses

That grew out the concrete jungle what turf war shows us

It birth more soldiers than global domination

Rather slip that in my vocals than in mobile conversations

'Cause they tap phones, snap bones and put you on trial and shit

I'd rather see you eating scallops with the Halibut

A high-class cuisine, or posting near a Benz truck

Pumping gasoline, money clips filled with cash between

Leave it to me to keep our city in the top spot

From the Hart Plaza to Penobscot

Our time is on the stopwatch

[Chorus: Melanie Rutherford]

Baby it's you (baby it's you)

Baby it's true (baby it's true)

I do love you, but I just can't stay (stay)

Maybe one day (maybe one day)

I'll come to stay (I'll come to stay)

I'll come to stay, to stay (woah, ooh)

[Verse 2: T. Calmese]

Vivid dreams of that loft off the lake, often escapes

But always finds it's way back to me like boomerangs

Inviting my pen to move and write some newer slang

I'm here for great things plus I'm cool as AC on a humid day

Mellow state, it seems I only elevate

When I leave the rap game in yellow tape then go and meditate

Words from a precious place, of a heavy weight

Forced to fly and find peace on this endless grind

Gentrify, Motor City kind of peaks my interest

I relate to those who've been around and those who see it different

Bottom line: I just wanna see my niggas winning

Dripping in suits and fly dresses, toasts to new beginnings

We keep it classy like us black kings know

Harry Bellafonte, Hov, Nat King Cole

As far as this rap thing go, I got a killer instinct

And that explains how I attack these flows

My niggas know

[Chorus: Melanie Rutherford]

Baby it's you (baby it's you)

Baby it's true (baby it's true)

I do love you, but I just can't stay (stay)

Maybe one day (maybe one day)

I'll come to stay (I'll come to stay)

I'll come to stay, to stay (woah, ooh)

[Verse 3: Quest Mcody]

Yeah

Product of my environment, out the Lion's den

I would string you along, word to the violins, I'm violent

I whip through your city like Leviathan, a fire man

I see a difference in between your eyes and grin

Usually I'm off the top, I'm just trying to avoid the pen

They investigate me on the web, they to try to spite a man

A bud told me to do it, never try to win

You living sin, you dying that

Ain't no sense in trying black, try again

I in fact like looking at the truth

Exude a certain sense of excellence

No negligence with juice if you denying at me

Writing raps for any purpose, but

To make people feeling worthless

Not just focus on the surface, that's a route within

"You lying sack of shit", that's what I'll call you deuces flying back

I am that star, I can inspired by hearin' Ryan rap

Supplying crack, you niggas must've looked up to IMX

And beat 2K, if I am vexed to beat 2Ks outside your door like 32K

[Chorus: Melanie Rutherford]

Baby it's you (baby it's you)

Baby it's true (baby it's true)

I do love you, but I just can't stay (stay)

Maybe one day (maybe one day)

I'll come to stay (I'll come to stay)

I'll come to stay, to stay (woah, ooh)