You can never work till you face the facts
Nerves on a red alert like Basement Jaxx
You want the word upon the street
Well you heard it on the beat, pull your ear from the pavement cracks
I was lacing tracks though my trainers we're velcro
Adjacent chaps I need space for my elbows
Move over, my sofa has no room for you crew
And your crews new blue Nova.
Rappers telling me that they don't do sober,
Rappers selling weed saying "dough" like homer
Well here's something we can chat about...
I'm upset that there's nearly really nothing you can rap about,
Tapping out texts on my Sony Ericson...
The microphone alone is my only medicine
Foley messaging the youth, when I'm stepping in the booth
Never menacing like Dennis, heavy weapon is the truth

(Chorus)

Time Difference, the difference in time
We're trying to live in these difficult times
In particular we give it for the lyrical minds
I'm delivering to rhythm flipping miracle rhymes

I make music reflecting the times,
Cold like Frost I'm detecting your crimes
So better keep it on the down low...
People you were sleeping now your deeper on my downloads,
Round here its all about the image,
Thats why we hit the gym, like Pop eye pouring out the spinach
Girls flicking quicker through the magazines
Wanting to be slimmer doesn't count as having dreams,
Laughing teens happy lapping up my rapping schemes
Trying to take you higher like Jack and his magic beans
I'm accurate with chatting, so immaculately trapping scenes
Tricky to be witty cos your picky like a tangerine,
Heads shaking like a tamborine telling me to "talk this way"
"Walk this way" .. you don't think that I came all this way?
Composing, to let the others orchestrate?
(please)

Time Difference, the difference in time
We're trying to live in these difficult times
In particular we give it for the lyrical minds
I'm delivering to rhythm flipping miracle rhymes

I like girls that I can have a laugh with,
Ever since Will Smith used to anger Aunt Viv
Fresh Prince put the slang up in my language
I remember mother as she's wrapping up a sandwich
On the same day the school bus crashed quick
And we rolled over till we landed in the damn ditch
Fond memories of the UK,
Song melodies for a new day forming
Yeah we been through the storm
My teacher used to grill me like she was a George Foreman...

Next door's Norman had sky TV
We could only watch the football on ITV
It was never on my TV
So we watched his from our window for free,
You see this is everything that I remember
I was born on the 12th of December
And ever since then I have learned to love
Rest In peace to all of those who returned above.
Its Muz.