[Verse 1: Solace]
Time Truth, the wrecking crew
Start the demo

You didn't get the message
Then you must've missed the memo
My M.O., show spectacular vernacular

Brain surgeon
Got me swerving in the Acura
Skip the salad, compose a ballad

Oil paintings up on the canvas
That was lifted from my palette
The OG's stamped the crew

We the recruits
Now we're taking knots out like a Swedish masseuse
And bless the whole block

Cop a ice cream truck
A nice clean buck while you in the dice game stuck
Ya'll Lil' Mama's on the stage of the Empire State

Tri-colored kicks lighting up the entire place
On a fast track, holding Goldman Sachs stacks
Flashbacks being broke

Now we banking on the NASDAQ
Keep the trash rap
Bottom of the bottle, yeah we tap that

Take a swig, ^!$$% pass that

[Hook: Timeless Truth]

On the strength
Dropping gems
Get on the wavelength

Wild Style criminals in the state pen
Been awhile, touch ground
Now we made men

Move proper
Every dollar got to make cents
Dropping gems

Get on the wavelength
Wild Style criminals in the state pen
Been awhile, touch down

Now we made men
Move proper
Every dollar got to make cents


[Verse 2: OPrime39]
Recline, chill

Rhyme skill to climb hills
Sign, seal if you cutting a mill
While your diamonds on the dills

We defining the real
Why you whining like you shining
In an armored DeVille

Queens native the speech
Savor unique flavor
Skill labor, piling paper til I see acres

Save the compliments, we reign dominant
It's ominous, cold rocking it
Crushing continents

Clutch flow, out for the gusto if you must know
Fiend for O like jumbo's when the funds low
Piecing the puzzle with fat caps and Rusto's

Stomping your cypher with fat raps to crush foes
Timeless! Like the last second in a Game 7
Early retirement, settle with the pay severance

Cross the line, I'll crossfire when we blaze weapons
Our Father, Hail Mary, now embrace Heaven


[Hook]

[Verse 3: Solace]

They take a page from the playbook
And call it flattery
But their melody be sounding like a parody

And for the sake of clarity
I'm dealing with reality
Start talking salary and skip the technicalities

It's real in the field
Time to grind
Cause I'm ill with the quill when I sign my rhyme
While ya'll bail on the bill when it's time to dine
Bout time for Time Truth

Time to shine

[Verse 4: OPrime39]
On the climb, check the stock, kid
Keep 'em boxed in

Shoot the fair one
Make you feel like it's a mosh pit
Talk slick and they're telling me it's God's gift
Whip a Drop 6, shift will make 'em car sick
Frontline, ya'll the ^!$$%s that took cover

The Brook Brothers, still gutter
That's why the hood loves us
Ya'll ^!$$%s salvage the outlets to live, sucka
Architects with the outfits to mix butter


[Hook]

[Outro: Timeless Truth]
My man X-P, he on the Wavelength
R-T-N-C, he on the Wavelength
My man Roc Mars, he on the Wavelength

You know the Outdoorsmen, they on the Wavelength