Tinseltown To The Boogiedown Lyrics - Singles - Scritti Politti

Time keeps slipping, keeps slipping 

Time, time keeps slipping 

Time, time keeps slipping 

Time, time keeps slipping 

Yo, the only thing Major don't waste is time in bed 

My time is rare, take time, time to prepare 

No time for fear, how many times I said it this year? 

At what time ya going to realize that time is near? 

Call a time out, Scritti Politti, Major climb down 

The cracks of the streets waste no time on beats 

Mos' Def, most definitely the rap chief 

The new release, time to make cream, time to take a piece 

And at the same time, time to rebuild, time is rilla 

I swear I bring the heat, the tracks to Val Kilmer 

You know that time waits for no man, in time you'll see 

That you're wasting all you time while you're watching TV 

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And yo' Scritti, I'm on it like walls to graffiti 

From night sticks, to plungers, to NYPD 

From Lucille BB King, you've seen me rhyme 

You stay away from drama if it's wasting your time 

The time tables keep turning from Tinseltown 

You've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedown 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

They play for time and work for spaces 

The time tables keep turning and clocks are wound 

You've got the both ends burning up and worked around 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

And in their prime they change their faces 

Yeah, from Boogiedown to the Tinseltown I had em' all gettin' down 

My baggage claim's got exotic names, I get around 

How I'm livin' now, well that's a whole lot different now 

From where I'm sitting now, got a whole clearer vision now 

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I played the tables hard, wild cards I was flipping now 

My partners hittin' pounds, somewhere up in prison now 

I'm flippin' high, things switch and change so suddenly 

The way you act today is tomorrow's where you wanna be 

You company shifts when you start livin' comfortably 

Spotlights switch and then you dip right from under me 

Don't front for me, I want to be perfectly clear 

Time is here, I'm keepin' yesterday in the rear 

A current affair, Mos' Def and Lee Majors appear 

Bout to write this little ditty with the Scritti, you hear 

And it's about that time, so if you could be then would you 

Sit back and look at who time's bein' good to 

The time tables keep turning from Tinseltown 

You've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedown 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

They play for time and work for spaces 

The time tables keep turning and clocks are wound 

You've got the both ends burning up and worked around 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

And in their prime they change their faces 

At one time I thought I had it all, mass of broads 

Flash awards, cash cards, time's a double-edged sword 

One day you hear applause, next day when you leave 

You catch a L in the C like Christopher Reeves 

Do you all believe that these cats threw dirt on my name? 

Give 'em time, they couldn't win if I gave 'em point game 

At times I used to swerve, now I'm learning my lane 

Trapped in time, what a shame with nobody to blame 

I waits for no one and fat and slow ones, the rich no funs 

The Samurai's and Shoguns, the first stringer no runs 

Ayyo gun, you'd better hope to it or you blow, son 

This time keeps slipping, make no difference if you don't come 

It's bein' well recorded how we advise we 

Get on our game and spend these moments wisely 

It's time to make chase, give pace, no time to waste 

First you on, then you gone so long, you been replaced 

The time tables keep turning from Cali High 

You've got the both ends burning up to the do or die 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

They set their hearts and fix their courses 

The time tables keep turning and dreams of dreams 

You've got the both ends burning up of how it seems 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

They steel themselves, they are resources 

The time tables keep turning from Tinseltown 

You've got the both ends burning up to the Boogiedown 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

They play for time and work for spaces 

The time tables keep turning and clocks are wound 

You've got the both ends burning up and worked around 

(Time, time keeps slipping) 

And in their prime they change their faces 

The time tables keep turning 

You've got the both ends burning up 

And all the lies you've been learning 

To keep the future on hold 

The time tables keep turning 

You've got the both ends burning up 

And all the lies you've been learning 

To keep the future on hold