Go Time AZ (Ft. Pharoahe Monch)
"Go Time" by AZ featuring Pharoahe Monch is a hip-hop track that celebrates ambition, resilience, and the pursuit of success. Released in 2021, the song showcases sharp lyrical prowess and intricate wordplay, emphasizing the importance of seizing opportunities and staying true to oneself. The beat features a blend of classic and contemporary production elements, creating a dynamic backdrop for the artists' flows. The collaboration highlights the synergy between two respected lyricists, reinforcing hip-hop's cultural significance in storytelling and motivation. #HipHop
[Intro: AZ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck all y'all niggas, man
Straight up, word up
[Verse 1: AZ]
Dripped out, draped in Persian, white turban
It's certain I'm from the life of no polite persons
Slight diversions, revert and enlight my curban
Hyper version, nothing nice, I'm a psych surgeon
Believe it, don't just breathe it, I OD it
No halves, I whole key it, if we class then so be it
Hoes see it, the haters know it, they favorite poet
Paid it for it, for me and mines, a major moment
The making, no mistaken, this is vibration
High-ranking, could sanction any citation
Solo, do or dolo, pro Bono
The homie Tono could go-go, no promo
Plain tee on, Polo sweats say Deion
Baguette, cuban S on my neck, that's what I be on
Been for eons, hold mine, no cold signs
Slow grind, let's get it, this is go time
[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]
Like the bullets that could switch from the clip to the chamber
Keep your finger on the trigger and you're in it to danger
Anger, anybody can get it when that thing bust
Be ready to clap when it's show time
See the light at the end of the tunnel, it's go time
Put the spotlight on these rappers with no rhymes
There's no turning back now, it's go time
There's no turning back now, it's go time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck all y'all niggas, man
Straight up, word up
[Verse 1: AZ]
Dripped out, draped in Persian, white turban
It's certain I'm from the life of no polite persons
Slight diversions, revert and enlight my curban
Hyper version, nothing nice, I'm a psych surgeon
Believe it, don't just breathe it, I OD it
No halves, I whole key it, if we class then so be it
Hoes see it, the haters know it, they favorite poet
Paid it for it, for me and mines, a major moment
The making, no mistaken, this is vibration
High-ranking, could sanction any citation
Solo, do or dolo, pro Bono
The homie Tono could go-go, no promo
Plain tee on, Polo sweats say Deion
Baguette, cuban S on my neck, that's what I be on
Been for eons, hold mine, no cold signs
Slow grind, let's get it, this is go time
[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]
Like the bullets that could switch from the clip to the chamber
Keep your finger on the trigger and you're in it to danger
Anger, anybody can get it when that thing bust
Be ready to clap when it's show time
See the light at the end of the tunnel, it's go time
Put the spotlight on these rappers with no rhymes
There's no turning back now, it's go time
There's no turning back now, it's go time
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