The Time Is Now

Intro [Jean Grae]

Aye 9th, you know me and Phonte the Ashford and Simpson of this rap shit

Y'all ain't know

Oh, y'all ain't know

Oh, we creeping up like.. da na na na na

[Verse 1: Jean Grae]

It's Jean niggas, back again

Trap you in the wrath again

Blacker than boat loads of Africans

Or rather like them

This struggle, we can't win

Back bent, over till it slacks, and cracks

Can't hustle harder

I'm like my father

Only in denial though

My mother is like "I know"

And my brother is quiet so

I fight further

Till I type murder, family cycles and fly further than expected

Titles on my life or daughter

Sorta like a boarder

Still in my momma's house

Get green like chlorophyll and all of y'all be like, "I'm out"

Gettin' your own shit

Shittin' in your own crib

I'm in no position to be fucking on my own still

This ain't some words on a paper

This is what my mind's made of

Emotional heart data

Like a skyscraper reaching up

Try to stay keeping up and trying to keep my feelings out of the beats and stuff

But Tay, they ain't believe in us

[Hook]

Been through so many struggles in my life

You would not believe where I have been

(I don't know where, I don't know how)

Even my lonely heart and sacrifice

Until the day that my life ends

(The place is here, the time is now)

[Verse 2: Phonte]

Now at this moment

Phonte's flow is

Stomping through

Y'all niggas just tip toeing

Soon as they put it on

They say, he's big Willie

You just a Lil' Jon

Trying to get lower

This is proof that thee existence of persistence pays off and it's showing

Cause labels used to play me like

Now they better pay me like I'm Luke Wilson

Check your books, I ain't owing

Tay's a true terror

Y'all ain't busting caps

Y'all gangstas in the studio making a new era

And this is for whoever

Is trying to do me

Y'all need to do you, maybe then you'll do better

Cause I'm gonna be spitting till I walk with a cane

Left my mark on the game

And y'all just scribbling

I'm etched in stone, y'all just penciled in

Number two status, that's your place nigga, live with it

[Jean Grae]

They don't know the shoes I walk in

So I guess they'll keep on talking

[Hook] [x2]

[Outro]

[Phonte]

We gon' build it up, build it up, build it up

And now we're solid

Solid as a rock

[Jean Grae]

It's solid, it's solid

You'll know, you'll

Cos when you hold that thing in your hand and you know it's solid

It's not a liquid, it's not a gas, it's solid, it's solid, let me tell ya again

Solid, solid

So solid

It's what we got, what we got, what we got

Can I have some cake? Is the cake solid?

It's solid cake, it's vanilla solid cake baby

[Phonte]

And it's got icing on it!

[Jean Grae]

Icing on the cake! It's got icing on the cake!

Now ain't that the best thing you ever heard