Outta Time

Tick. Tick, tick tick. Tick

Outta time, running outta time
Outta time, running outta time
Gotta grind, running outta time
For the grind, I'm running outta time
I gotta shine, gotta get what's mines
Skip the line, I can't be left behind
Lost my mind, coz I'm running outta time
Can't press rewind, running outta time
I'm in the deepend, this ain't no sweet thang
'Posed to be leaving, I'm tweaking
These lows I be feeling
The worst of my seasons
In these ends, I gotta be beasting
Coz people be creeping, they thieving
Can't even be cheesing
I'm calling for Jesus

I got be ahead
I know not to worry bout what they said
But got to be fed
So I stay on grind, got hunger for bread
My hunger for lead
Has me spitting bullets for the big chair
To sit above here
And look upon all, I got to be there
Sometimes I don't care
Be willing to sell the white - Tony Blair
But got to be careful
Of drowning in mindless frantic despair
Got no time for tears
The fuel that light the fire in me is fear
It keep me aware
Got no time for chats or blabber to spare

Outta time, running outta time
Outta time, running outta time
Gotta grind, running outta time
For the grind, I'm running outta time
I gotta shine, gotta get what's mines
Skip the line, I can't be left behind
Lost my mind, coz I'm running outta time
Can't press rewind, running outta time
I'm in the deepend, this ain't no sweet thang
'Posed to be leaving, I'm tweaking
These lows I be feeling
The worst of my seasons
In these ends, I gotta be beasting
Coz people be creeping, they thieving
Can't even be cheesing
I'm calling for Jesus

With the tools that's in my Arsenal
I know I should be fine
But the worry of what's possible
Sometimes got me declined
My ceiling seeming farcical
Has me doubting my prime
But the fear in me's the parcel
That focuses me in time
I got dreams of having castles and having a blinding shine
And Patek Phillipes and fancy things run around in my mind
But ironically the walls closing in on me made of time
Are the things that have me feeling to take big risks every time
Running outta time

Outta time, running outta time
Outta time, running outta time
Gotta grind, running outta time
For the grind, I'm running outta time
I gotta shine, gotta get what's mines
Skip the line, I can't be left behind
Lost my mind, coz I'm running outta time
Can't press rewind, running outta time
I'm in the deepend, this ain't no sweet thang
'Posed to be leaving, I'm tweaking
These lows I be feeling
The worst of my seasons
In these ends, I gotta be beasting
Coz people be creeping, they thieving
Can't even be cheesing
I'm calling for Jesus



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Writer(s): Mhlawenjabulo Khumalo
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