Time keeps slipping, keeps slippingnTime, time keeps slippingnTime, time keeps slippingnTime, time keeps slippingnnYo, the only thing Major don't waste is time in bednMy time is rare, take time, time to preparenNo time for fear, how many times I said it this year?nAt what time ya going to realize that time is near?nnCall a time out, Scritti Politti, major climb downnThe cracks of the streets waste no time on beatsnMos' Def, most definitely the rap chiefnThe new release, time to make cream, time to take a piecennAnd at the same time, time to rebuild, time is rillanI swear I bring the heat, the tracks to Val KilmernYou know that time waits for no man, in time you'll seenThat you're wasting all you time while you're watching TVnnAnd yo' Scritti, I'm on it like walls to graffitinFrom night sticks, to plungers, to NYPDnFrom Lucille BB King, you've seen me rhymenYou stay away from drama if it's wasting your timennThe time tables keep turning from TinseltownnYou've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedownn(Time, time keeps slipping)nThey play for time and work for spacesnnThe time tables keep turning and clocks are woundnYou've got the both ends burning up and worked aroundn(Time, time keeps slipping)nAnd in their prime they change their facesnnYeah, from Boogiedown to the Tinseltown I had em' all gettin' downnMy baggage claim's got exotic names, I get aroundnHow I'm livin' now, well that's a whole lot different nownFrom where I'm sitting now, got a whole clearer vision nownnI played the tables hard, wild cards I was flipping nownMy partners hittin' pounds, somewhere up in prison nownI'm flippin' high, things switch and change so suddenlynThe way you act today is tomorrow's where you wanna bennYou company shifts when you start livin' comfortablynSpotlights switch and then you dip right from under menDon't front for me, I want to be perfectly clearnTime is here, I'm keepin' yesterday in the rearnnA current affair, Mos' Def and Lee Majors appearnBout to write this little ditty with the Scritti, you hearnAnd it's about that time, so if you could be then would younSit back and look at who time's bein' good tonnThe time tables keep turning from TinseltownnYou've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedownn(Time, time keeps slipping)nThey play for time and work for spacesnnThe time tables keep turning and clocks are woundnYou've got the both ends burning up and worked aroundn(Time, time keeps slipping)nAnd in their prime they change their facesnnAt one time I thought I had it all, mass of broadsnFlash awards, cash cards, time's a double-edged swordnOne day you hear applause, next day when you leavenYou catch a L in the see like Christopher ReevesnnDo you all believe that these cats threw dirt on my name?nGive 'em time, they couldn't win if I gave 'em point gamenAt times I used to swerve, now I'm learning my lanenTrapped in time, what a shame with nobody to blamennI waits for no one and fat and slow ones, the rich no funsnThe Samurai's and Shoguns, the first stringer no runsnAyyo gun, you'd better hope to it or you blow, sonnThis time keeps slipping, make no difference if you don't comennIt's bein' well recorded how we advise wenGet on our game and spend these moments wiselynIt's time to make chase, give pace, no time to wastenFirst you on, then you gone so long, you been replacednnThe time tables keep turning from Cali HighnYou've got the both ends burning up to the do or dien(Time, time keeps slipping)nThey set their hearts and fix their coursesnnThe time tables keep turning and dreams of dreamsnYou've got the both ends burning up of how it seemsn(Time, time keeps slipping)nThey steel themselves, they are resourcesnnThe time tables keep turning from TinseltownnYou've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedownn(Time, time keeps slipping)nThey play for time and work for spacesnnThe time tables keep turning and clocks are woundnYou've got the both ends burning up and worked aroundn(Time, time keeps slipping)nAnd in their prime they change their facesnnThe time tables keep turningnYou've got the both ends burning upnAnd all the lies you've been learningnTo keep the future on holdnnThe time tables keep turningnYou've got the both ends burning upnAnd all the lies you've been learningnTo keep the future on hold