Released on April 23, 2002

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[Verse 1]

Dim the lights on the stage it's about to erupt

From the passion and rage I formulate and engage

Showing up the average mc trying to blow up

It's no secret that I keep it real and never slow up

See I promised myself back in the day that I'd make it

Never compromise my sound to see how far I could take it

I can't fake it man it's only real shit that I spit

So you won't get a chance to playa-hate when it's hits

Cuz my mind like a fist I sucker punch when it counts

I've been knocking out the critic in deadly amounts

On this wide world quest of releasing my stress

Cuz on the microphone the limit I stretch above the rest Come on

(Chorus)

Oh yeah, it's about that time, What time?

Showtime baby, you know the time baby

Oh yeah, it's about that time, what time?

My time baby, Who's got the kind?


[Verse 2]

My style multiplies ten times when tested

Seven times more when I rhyme well rested

Perfected the human alphabet numeric

Just to travel through a false universe transparent

My topical flows stimulate like coke up your nose

The best of times when times froze abusive

Cuz I wreck it till the cord split right in half

Then I lace up the track with raps that break glass

They explode on site bringing back that old flavor

Darth Vader on the fader slice rhymes like light sabers

Total chaos. I'm betting on the raider in the play-offs

Damn it feels great to set the record straight once again

(Chorus)

Oh yeah, it's about that time, What time?

Showtime baby, you know the time baby

Oh yeah, it's about that time, what time?

My time baby, Who's got the kind?


[Verse 3]

I'm the type of mc that likes to rock the party

Get you on the dance floor so you can move your body

Get you acting naughty till the sun come up

Or till the neighbors call the cops and break the party up but fuck that oh yeah it's about that time for me to drop a rhyme fatter

Than a drunk guys bladder so sit back, relax prepare to be impressed

By well dressed master of words and dank herbs my vocabulary endless

Your mind defenceless the flows O display stimulating your senses

Don't be shocked If you see me on the ten o'clock news

Cuz I live by the bud but I'm a die by the booze come on

(Chorus)

Oh yeah, it's about that time, What time?

Showtime baby, you know the time baby

Oh yeah, it's about that time, what time?

My time baby, Who's got the kind?