Scritti Politti

Tinseltown To The Boogiedown

Scritti Politti


FEMALE: Time keeps slipping, keeps slipping 

RAPPER: Yeah, the only thing Major don't waste is time in bed 
My time is rare, take time, time to prepare 
No time for fear, how many times I said it this year? 
At what time ya going to realise that time is near? 
Call a time out, Scritti Politti, Major climb down 
The cracks of the streets waste no time on beats 
Mos' Def most definitely the rap chief 
The new release, time to make cream, time to take a piece 

And at the same time, time to rebuild, time is rilla 
I swear I bring the heat, the tracks to Val Kilmer 
You know that time waits for no man, in time you'll see that 
You're wasting all you time while you're watching TV 
And yo' Scritti, I'm on it like walls to graffiti 
From night sticks, to plungers, to NYPD 
From Lucille BB King, you've seen me rhyme 
You stay away from drama if it's wasting your time 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: From Tinseltown 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: To the Boogiedown (time, time keeps slipping) 
They play for time and work for spaces 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: And clocks are wound 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: And worked around (time, time keeps slipping) 
And in their prime they change their faces 

RAPPER: Yeah, from Boogiedown to the Tinseltown I had em' all gettin' down 

My baggage claim's got exotic names, I get around 
How I'm livin' now, well that's a whole lot different now 
From where I'm sitting now, got a whole clearer vision now 
I played the tables hard, wild cards I was flipping now 
My partners hittin' pounds, somewhere up in prison now 
I'm flippin' high, things switch and change so suddenly 
The way you act today is tomorrow's where you wanna be 

You company shifts when you start livin' comfortably 
Spotlights switch and then you dip right from under me 
Don't front for me, I want to be perfectly clear 
Time is here, I'm keepin' yesterday in the rear 
A current affair, Mos' Def and Lee Majors appear 
Bout to write this little ditty with the Scritti, you hear 
And it's about that time, so if you could be then would you 
Sit back and look at who time's bein' good to 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: From Tinseltown 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: To the Boogiedown (time, time keeps slipping) 
They play for time and work for spaces 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: And clocks are wound 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: And worked around (time, time keeps slipping) 
And in their prime they change their faces 

RAPPER: At one time I thought I had it all, mass of broads 
Flash awards, cash cards, time's a double-edged sword 
One day you hear applause, next day when you leave 
You catch a L in the C like Christopher Reeves 
D'you all believe that these cats threw dirt on my name? 
Give 'em time, they couldn't win if I gave 'em point game 
At times I used to swerve, now I'm learning my lane 
Trapped in time, what a shame, with nobody to blame 

I waits for no-one, and fat 'n' slow ones, the rich no-funs 
The Samurais 'n' Shoguns, the first stringer no-runs 
A yo gun, you'd better hope to it or you blow son 
This time keeps slipping, make no difference if you don't come 
It's bein' well recorded how we advise we 
Get on our game and spend these moments wisely 
It's time to make chase, give pace, no time to waste 
First you on, then you gone so long, you been replaced 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: From Cali High 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: To the do or die (time, time keeps slipping) 
They set their hearts and fix their courses 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: An' dreams of dreams 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: Of how it seems (time, time keeps slipping) 
They steel themselves, they are resources 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: From Tinseltown 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: To the Boogiedown (time, time keeps slipping) 
They play for time and work for spaces 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
GREEN: And clocks are wound 
RAPPER: You've got the both ends burning up 
GREEN: And worked around (time, time keeps slipping) 
And in their prime they change their faces 

RAPPER: The time tables keep turning 
You've got the both ends burning up 
And all the lies you've been learning 
To keep the future on hold 
The time tables keep turning 
You've got the both ends burning up 
And all the lies you've been learning 
To keep the future on hold