No Time to Chill

[Rapper Big Pooh - Intro] Yeah, yeah YEAH, WHA RAPPER! Uh, Phonte Mr. Dream Merchant, yeah! Uh, I know you see me Yeah, I know you hear me Sh'yo, I know you fear me Listen, sh'yo... [Rapper Big Pooh] My pen packin a venom, heart pumpin the sound Ma, I'm pimpin the system, my catalogue is the hound Got a problem we air 'em, intellegent and I scare 'em Beat knockin they hear 'em, why in earth did they pair 'em? Niggas spittin that fiction, addicted to my diction Wanna know what I'm fixin, try peepin the kitchen What the game's been missin, not a thing if you ask Been here for years, you decided to pass [Phonte] Uh, I'm here wit Pooh in the lab, Khrysis on the boards Still spittin all the real shit the ladies adore When he come in the door, all eyes on moi Frustrated cause they cain't believe we came so far Butt dick ridin niggas, it's a big faux pas Niggas axein Pooh like, "'ey, is that 'cho car?" But I tell 'em to chill, let my niggas just breathe Cause by that look on your face, you got your heart on your sleeves [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] (Phonte) Yo, it's time to live, and a time to die It's a time to laugh and it's a time to cry It's a time to break, and it's a time to build But no time to waste, no time to chill Yo, it's time to live, and a time to die (Cause it's the real....) It's a time to laugh and it's a time to cry (Hip-hop, hip-hop....) It's a time to break, and it's a time to build But no time to waste, no time to chill Fo' REAL (fo' REAL), fo' REAL (fo' REAL) Fo' REAL (fo' REAL), fo' REAL (fo' REAL) [Rapper Big Pooh] I decided to stand, it's all a part of the plan Broke free from the suits, no longer part of the scam Cause you called it a FLIM, but you part of the flam They like, "Pooh, you fo' real?" Muh'fuckers I am Cause I mean what I say, and I say what I mean You either right or you wrong, it ain't no "in between" There's no 'us' in machine, still gettin that cream Still makin a record, still livin a dream [Phonte] I'm still in your magazines, all your Vibes and Billboards Still got the hater niggas sayin they still bored Still got the real niggas sayin, "He still raw" And still goin places that you niggas would kill for This rap shit is natural to me, dawg it's like breathin It's like candy to a baby, dawg it's like teethin It's like all you niggas crazy, you are not even On this level, homie stop dreamin! Fo' REAL! (Fo' REAL!), Fo' REAL! (Fo' REAL!) Fo' REAL! (Fo' REAL!), Fo' REAL! (Fo' REAL!) [Hook] [Phonte - Outro] (Cause it's the real...) Let the windows down, niggas Let them down...(Hip-hop, hip-hop....) Let the windows down, I promise it's gon' sound better... Let it GO...