[Verse 1: Jesse James] I see myself look into my past to answer chance from my future Its a cold stagnant ball room when you dance with Medusa Apart from her boudoir look to the stars and the moon and the whole city sub luna The end is near can't be getting much sooner like Half the f**ing city got tumours It's not a coincidence that this city's where doom lives Same old sh** just a different day and I'm so tired The secret to rhyming is just to know timing, I know time I know time, time is all I am Time gave me the plan and now its time to be the man Free my n***as out the box man, time is all they have Like clockwork, done with the days of putting in block work They asked why I stared writing rhymes? I said 'coz I've got time and I've got words' [Verse 2: Jadasea] f** this life we living yeah we far from truth Rather spit and its quick limit starve your father too And your favourite light, you ain't made to make it make it through Just make it basic living had to buss a case (?) because of beef we're given It was written at the bottom of basin by a black fist Scraping for the base sh**, literally Picture me beyond trap and rap and write obituaries It's all f**ed up from my position ain't no victory Victoria, Elizabeth don't let me near the b**h She don't want to hear this sh** my mom told me be nice Not till they free mine, so I stay weed high We'd have done the speed dial but I don't need to talk much They don't need to hear now I fear foul Players come to peak I need to clear out round my way I need a strap, I need a spliff, got a beer out 90 days of food for the year out survival of the quickest In the city where you stuck to the pavement ain't no pity For them n***as in the basement, we need more time For the wisdom of the ancients at least more time For their consideration one hand raised in my inauguration Other hand raise but they ignore the patience And that's the story of our time so make time slow and rhyme stories on these dime hoes On these dime hoes [Verse 3: Jesse James] I was 14 dotting bennies on the block There was just something bout the ends it's like a henny on the rocks I rolled a J-lo like are you ready are you not? I rolled a J-lo nothing like Jenny from the block Just me and dezzy in the spot breaking a z into a (breath) Tell the worker come get it put these pebble in your sock And come for retail need a better way to cut the cloth Better way to get a wave and better better what I've got Coz the blocks hot and the roads are icy So with his first check he bought heat and froze his time piece From the bits where tourists don't go to sight see Home it might be