A.G. - k**ing Time lyrics

[Intro: A.G.] Yeah, South Bronx.. Sweden.. Professor P, Ak**es, A... D.I.T.C, throw those L's up... [Verse 1: Professor P] All I need is love, a couple brews and good news With my crew beside me I don't see how I could loose Ain't from the hood but I always understood hood rules To run the town you gotta have soul and wear good shoes I transmit through your bandwidth, hand picked To make tracks that you can't skip, cla**ic as Stan Smith's In my dreams I hear Paparazzi cams click But wake up tryna make plans stick, you know that (love) is what the fan get I put my peeps first, each verse a pamphlet Complex as sanskrit Moving through the fire I'm the new supplier Of the music that your crew and you desire, unifier Of the ill rhymes and scratch hooks and graffiti black books f** a state, our state of mind make the whole map look They love that soulful grub that Pro & Ak cook From L-Town to U-Town, Mount Eden to Flatbush... [Hook: Professor P & A.G.] What's the deal Pro P, how you feel? I'm feeling fine What's your life like? Good, but it's still a grind? What's your crew like? I deal with the realest kind, but right now I'm just k**ing time... [Scratch: DJ Ak**es] I'm nice with the words, on the mic This how we do it Now it's about time we connect Coming correct Ya'll know the deal [Verse 2: A.G.] My peoples call me A, high school I was Dre Home room I would say I don't follow the script, do this sh** my way Alone in a cla** by myself one day Metaphoric rise, critically acclaimed Sleep in the snow, dance in the rain Swim through the flames, untouched I remain Abnormal brain make me numb to the pain (love) the ladies, they say I'm insane They might be right, on the mic like Mike Minus air Nike's, ain't afraid of heights Turn her like Tina, beat the beat like Ike Mount Eden or Sweden, hiphop till I stop breathing Until then I'm not leaving, huh My career in overtime My grind in overdrive, huh Without the visuals, relate to the blind Verse so real you can feel it in brail... [Hook: Professor P & A.G.] What's the deal A.G., how you feel? I'm feeling fine What's your life like? Good, but it's still a grind? What's your crew like? I deal with the realest kind, but right now I'm just k**ing time... [Scratch: DJ Ak**es] I'm nice with the words, on the mic This how we do it Now it's about time we connect Coming correct Ya'll know the deal [Verse 3: Professor P] (love) my heart warm but the music cold Like Show & A, I know the play, refuse to fold We all strive for a mutual goal So we stay driven, all day living life in cruise control Truth be told, we don't know what the future hold We just know these cold old streets that we used to stroll Some choose to rock, some choose to roll We choose to chop four bar loops of soul Seek action, in the streets Jeep's pa**ing Seats back and beats blasting, no heat flashing I'm relaxing, speak facts with deep pa**ion So everywhere I go I know my peeps keep asking... [Hook: Professor P & A.G.] What's the deal Pro P, how you feel? I'm feeling fine What's your life like? Good, but it's still a grind? What's your crew like? I deal with the realest kind, but right now I'm just k**ing time... [Scratch: DJ Ak**es] I'm nice with the words, on the mic This how we do it Now it's about time we connect Coming correct Ya'll know the deal