And what's the time? It's time to get ill
And I got more rhymes than Phillis Diller
It's time to get ill
What's the time? It's time to get ill
Well, I'm the King Adrock and I'm the king of all kings
My name's Mike D., as you can see and I can dot the jerk
It's such a trip, you're on my tip, so listen to Mike D.
It's time to get ill
Today I feel like chillin' just as chill as I can
And what's the time?
And when I'm on the mic, I just say my rhymes
Man, my name is M.C.A., I've got a license to kill
What's that time? It's time to get ill
Coolin' on the corner with a forty of O.E.
Your girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the place
Now, what's the time?
They can sentence me to life, but I won't go to jail
M.C.A. takes a stand, man in command
I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly
Man, when I run a jam, I don't give a damn
Now what's the time?
You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass
Now what's the time?
I got rhymes galime, I got rhymes galilla
Riding down the block with my box in my hand
It's time to get ill
Walkin' in my Gucci, it's about that time
I'm M.C.A., I'm here to stay and you sir, you are not
Went outside my house, I went down to the deli
'Cause me and M.C.A., we're down with Mike D.
It's time to get ill
It's time to get ill
So what's the time?
I got all the time that I need to kill
And I'm not out on bail, the check is in the mail
I can drink a quart of Monkey and still stand still
What's the time? It's time to get ill
I'd have the pedal to the metal if I had a car
I'm not the type of person who likes to waste my time
It's time to get ill
But I'm chiller with the Miller, cold coolin' at the bar
I'm looking for a spot, things are gettin' hot
Just me, Mike D, and M.C.A., rarely disrespected
When I'm throwing bass, I say, "Thank you ma'am."
Fuel injected, rhyme connected, running things
I'm cool, calm, collected, from class I was ejected
Homeboy, turn it out, don't give a damn
Cold chillin' on the spot at the microphone stand
I'm Mr. Air
Oh no, it could not be, it's such a sight to see
He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand
And what's the time?
Walkin' in my Gucci, it's about that time
M.C.A., Adrock, Mike D., it's chill
So what's the time?
My work is my play, because I'm playing when I work
The famous Mr. Air
