Lyrics




(I have journeyed to your time era from the far future)
I'm whooping ass like Bruce Lee was my trainee
I'm getting cash like Dr. Dre when he sold Beats
Y'all getting mad 'cause Off Topic is OG
I'm saying rhymes that rappers can't even repeat
Step into my zone and get nauseous
Known to take bad man
Make him mad cautious
Tell your team captain and your boys
Who the boss is
Off Top is hiring
Apply at the offices
Vulnerable kids live horrible with no tomorrow
We can talk shop 'til the beat drops knowledgeable
Deep debt worth, negative net is borrowed
Bring your liquor bottles
Trade up for a Holy Bible
Baptizing emcees in the Delaware
Or the Hudson every time I go up there
My name is synonymous with "Hell yeah!"
So take your money and run, 'cause this is not fair
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'm whooping ass like your pops was still around
I'm getting cash like I'm king of the underground
Y'all getting mad 'cause Off Topic is right now
I'm saying rhymes that rappers could never write down
The most highly evolved of the Neanderthals
Suit and tie when I draw on the cave walls
Boom-bap on the drums with the best of y'all
Spit lyrics like a futuristic analog
Y'all better off head-butting cement walls
Then trying to sell your sin into my catalog
You can't win, it's been written in scripture
Hidden from the light, 'til the light paints the picture
Coming to get ya
Run back to your home base
Ran your mouth, it's too late
It ain't safe
I'm not changing the game
I'm trying to be the best
You're not changing the game
You're wasting your breath
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'm whooping ass like octagons and bare feet
I'm getting cash like I was growing it on trees
Y'all getting mad 'cause Off Topic does not sleep
I'm saying rhymes that rappers can hear in their dreams
Please spare me
I heard it many times
I command, I demand
Understand that I am who I am
And I am only a man, I serve a holy plan
And I do it from the front lines
I'm not political rap
So don't call me that
I'm not alternative rap
So don't call me that
My agenda? Your surrender
So pass the mic, exit stage right
And don't forget your backpack
The handcuffs are off
I paid my debts
All bets are off
This is the first step
Y'all pushed and pushed
What did you expect?
So tonight's the night
I break a few necks
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
I'ma tell you when, I'ma tell you when
Stand by
You ain't ready for it yet
Stand by
Stand by



Writer(s): James Hampton Moore



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