Downtime (Nicky Troutman’s Bounce to the Ounce Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Phonte]
Yo, ay-y-y-yo, check it
Aiyyo, I be the rap golden child (Word)
That's old school like Heinekens and lowered brows
Used to get bent, but I'm sober now
And these days, that's how I hold it down
Look over crowds like a fatal attack
Overdose style, I'm stopping n*ggas dead in they tracks
Before they even start a beef to get it settled on wax
You better e-mail or send in a fax, don't make the most of it (Don't go there)
You talking loud just 'cause the hoes love it
I treat beef like IPO's and y'all ain't tryna go public
Or go at it, supposedly mad at me
Tripping with name brand emotional baggage
It's big time, that's why I don't be approaching the average
I'm roasting you faggots, 'cause I'm so diplomatic
And that's just the way we doing it, y'all

[Hook: Phonte, Q-Tip sample]
"Rappers better count my presence as they downtime"
'Cause I ain't got no f*ck around time

[Verse 2: Phonte]
Like Cesar, yo, I woke up from a dream today
Thinking 'bout how I'm gon' get some f*ckin' cream today (For real)
So many emcees to crush and teams to slay
So many rhymes to write, so many things to say
And yo, we still ain't willies or thugs
Can't concieve new thoughts, Hip-Hop needs some new fertility drugs
'Cause this rap sh*t supposed to be art (For real!)
n*ggas tryna eat, but everybody got a grocery cart
Rap should be beautiful, like raindrops, or walks in the park
A child's first steps, or Stevie playing Rhodes in the dark
I'm parallel to the culture, just composing my thoughts
Coming back to the music we supposedly lost
Get some cheese and one day, yo, we can hopefully floss
Come together for real, together for real (Get it together for real)
[Hook: Phonte, Q-Tip sample]
"Rappers better count my presence as they downtime"
"Rappers better count my presence as they downtime"
'Cause I ain't got no f*ck around time

[Verse 3: Phonte]
I spend my moments in the lab putting down rhymes (True)
And if you ain't fam, get the f*ck from around mine
I'm making sure my cards is dealt right
Sound bomb but stealth mics, and when I'm on stage it's held tight
And give a f*ck what you felt like
'Cause it ain't given 'til I say it is
n*gga, stop tryna help like–
And get the f*ck out my spotlight with all your spitting
This year, we getting that turkey with all the trimmings
On tour with all the womens
Looking like we pushing more weight than Richard Simmons
With chicks from all religions
'Cause that's how we doing it, and that's how we living (That's how we living)
If the getting is good, then yo, we gotta get it right now (That's how we do it)

[Hook: Phonte, Q-Tip sample]
"Rappers better count my presence as they downtime"
(Yo, check me out – for real... real... real...)