Take Your Time

Check the flow from off your radio it's Hev' again

Ain't hard to tell I'm livin' swell and raisin' hell again

I'm with the who's and the who's not

I cruise blocks where crews flock

My style is bugged like the thugs up in the drug spot

I'm a junkie when it comes to funky tracks B

They got me strung out to get this monkey off my back B

I sport Timb boots, work out in gym suits

I represent, I'm excellent, and try to make wild loot

I relax and I max like a sax, yeah

Collect a check and earn respect from flippin' tracks, dig it

I bounce the streets without an ounce of beef

I'm feelin' bugged, I think I'm in love, that's why I hug my beats

I write raps, shoot shillows and caps

I'm a light-skinned black with his hat to the back

This goes out to my crew, straight from Mt. Vernon

Cause this is how we do

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

I catch wreck when I mic check

I hold my own on the microphone, I'm home, I never half step

I keep it real, I flex with sex appeal

It's Hevey D there ain't no other so you brothers know the deal

I keep a limp like a pimp when I'm troopin'

Life has bad luck so I duck when brothers be shootin'

This goes out to all the ghettos, the gutter meadows

The roughnecks, enough respect to all the mellow fellows

Give me the go and I'mma flow like a pro

And you know all the girlies dig my curly afro, hey

I spread like margarine, look ma your son is large again

Go spread the word and tell 'em you

Heard that Heavy D's in charge again

I keep stacks of tracks by blacks in the attic

Some clean, some with static, your rhymin' acrobatics got to have it

This is strictly for my crew, straight from Mt. Vernon

Cause this is how we do

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

I represent the main events they say how could he be?

Ain't nothin' to it, I used to do it, I got that boogie, B

I turn scribble into miracle, the lyrical

Spiritual individual mingles with criminals

I pay the bills with rhyme skills

I climb hills for thrills, I pray cause everyday life is ill

So I try to live stress free, aiyyo don't test me

I got luck, I work hard and God has blessed me

I attract loud crowds

When I rhyme and I see nothin' but

Silver linings inside of a black cloud

I do damage somethin' terrible, I manage a mic incredible

Lovable, huggable, snuggable, man I'm tellin' you

Everything'll be fine

As long as I got a mic in my hand and a rhyme on my mind

This goes out to my crew, straight from Mt. Vernon

Cause this is how we do

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time

Take your time, take your time