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