Panik - Keep The Time lyrics

[Scratch Hook] "Guess who this is" - Kool G. Rap 'Thug Ones' "Big Virt" "Last of the real" - Kool G. Rap 'Thug Ones' [Hook] All my life I've talked like this But I guess I'm just too honest Cause it's So hard to speak your mind When half of the people clocking don't know how to keep the time [Verse One] Yo Bringing the kick smash stinging the sticks the Virtuoso Your bird wants to step so beware like Coco Oh no, he did it flip it the meticulous Rhytmic precision of a metrinome mechanism Is it him? Why yes in the flesh it's Miguel-ito can I speak so fresh Two techniques Hypodermic needles filled with antidote Neccisary precautionary measures for my cancer quotes Grammar smoke Fiery that burns suns Oxygen tank lung box cutter shank tongue Roll over posers, soldiers in the bulldozer choke Gods high rollers smoke lah from Angola That's been dusted with Ebola Strike frames like world champ bowlers So fly they call me air traffic controller The leader of a team of Tigers like Matt Nokes I catch most and my bat strokes will slap folks Don't discriminate between m**ms and Christians I speak to those who listen, spittin' repetition So it sticks in your mind like a thorn in your side We been born and divide goin to war over pride Now were gonna decide whether to hold a grudge Put the gun to the side it's better to show some love And roll some bud and get high as a kite If God take me now it's aite, I wanna die on the mic It's like [Hook] [Verse Two] The most integral parts of our community are usually number two or three On our list of priorites Who's the minority who's majority And what senority accepts somebody sayin' "More for me" In this american dream it becomes more apparent the scheme Is that the rich will inherit the cream We need to integrate, interracially interface Cross inseminate summer and winter makes a splinter hate I'm into safe livin And if it means giving up people thinking I'm hard Well that's okay I hate prison In rap the best there is I ain't never heard a cat that spit A verse half as fresh as this so give me your cash and Lexus's [Scratch Hook] "Guess who this is" "Big Virt" "My strikes are fatale" - Virtuoso 'Exertions (Remix)' "Guess who this is" "Big Virt" Last of the real" [Hook] [Verse Three] The Archbishop pa** me the branch spark this b**h up Hit them dark sisters with rhythm their heart switch up To match the pitch up so get up outta your seat My fat grammar, jackhammer powder the streets It's Virtuoso The most cunning linguist I practice my raps while I'm performing cunnulingus Rappers say they let more shells fly than beetles Then in the same verse complain about they dying people Now son you ain't got nothing to prove And they just bucking at you cause they got nothing to lose The true lesson, we need to stop stressin Who's the hardest, walk away see another day stay modest Lay with ya godess, get weeded up and seated up Time for creation no more destruction I've seen enough Virtuoso's on a global change mission To get the opressed switched to the best social positions We puff a double dutch, pa** and skip past ya'll like double dutch Chill and let the deep thoughts bubble up [Hook] [Scratch Hook] [Hook] [Scratch Hook]