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Out of time
S.P.R.Y. Lyrics
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Run
Time’s runnin’ out
And if you wanna run your mouth
You better take a different route
Cause’ you don’t know what I’m bout
Make yo bitch scream and shout
Pussy pinker than some trout
You bet I’ll run up in yo house
While you sitting on the couch
Put that barrel to your snout
And let of a motherfucking round
You don’t wanna play no games
Don’t wanna see me untamed
I be like Django so unchained
What you know about that revolver
My problem solver
Have we got some calculations?
And if you bout’ that dollar
And you keep your bitches in order
Then I say salutations
You play with fire you get burnt but with me you get cremated
Yeah if Trakim’s on the track
Then you that beat a snack
Got that gat on my lap
Let me just pull this bitch back
I don’t take no fuckin’ bullshit
Walk around here with a full clip
Man please don’t make me use it
Ain’t nobody colder
Just dusting off my shoulder
Your bitch want me to hold her
She said I’m hot and you’re a smoulder
Damn right I am a smoker
Yeah I be hot and cold but does that make me bipolar?
Who gives a fuck I’m taking over
If I catch you round here
Put that barrel in your ear
Watch you shed a fuckin’ tear
This’ll be the last shit that you hear
Don’t try to be a hero
I’m a motherfuckin’ weirdo
Chop you up to the last kilo
I be so blunted that you’d think that I’m rounded
Got so many numbers that I need an accountant
When the pussy gets flooded man it becomes a fountain
Man you keep it one hunnid’ and I’m over 9000
And I’m heading for the top
Need that number one spot
Yeah you’re tryna’ make me stop
Then I will donate a shot
Like a fuckin’ vaccine
And not because you’re sick, cause you’re a fuckin’ disease
This is how I do it keep it flowing like some fluid
Yeah you are fuckin’ clueless and I am fuckin’ lucid
You thinking that I’m human
Bitch I’m a motherfuckin’ mutant
Yeah I don’t speak stupid
But its seems like you are fluent
And the clock is busy ticking
So you better start quitting
Cause when I get in the game Ima start slitting
Then your throat starts dripping
Empty this whole thing and put another clip in
Locked and loaded
That Glock is potent
Do you really wanna provoke it?
I swear to God it’ll leave you roasted
Time’s runnin’ out
I’m something you should worry bout
I don’t need no talent scout
To tell me that he’s got no doubt
Cause this rap game is a drought
And I just took off its blouse
And Ima get it wetter than a fuckin’ whore-house
And if you don’t show me love
Or recognize that I’m above
Then you become my lunch
And you gotta catch a slug
Now you know what I be bout
And Ima tell you one more time man
Time is runnin’ out
The lyrics to S.P.R.Y.'s song Out of Time revolve around the theme of running out of time, and how the pressure of time can provoke a person to do things they wouldn't ordinarily do. The first few lines urge someone to run because time is running out. The singer then implies that they have the power to make someone scream and shout, but they will not hesitate to kick them out if things go south. The rapper seems to be confident of their ability, even boasting of their sexual prowess, and warning others not to mistake them for being bipolar. Taking a more sinister tone, they threaten to break into someone's home, put a gun to their head, and shoot them if need be. The lyrics are aggressive and violent, yet the overall message is clear - don't mess with the singer, or face the consequences.
Overall, the lyrics are gritty and intense, showcasing the rapper's confidence, talent, and menacing ability. The song seems to take on a gangster-rap vibe, with the lyrics referencing guns, death, and violence. Yet, at the same time, the lyrics also touch upon the daily struggles of life, such as the pressure to succeed, the fear of failure, and the inevitability of time running out. Through the aggressive wordplay and the intense rap, the song tries to motivate the listener, urging them to push themselves to their limits and not let time get the better of them.
Line by Line Meaning
Run motherfucker
Hurry up and run away quickly
Run
Keep running away from me
Time’s runnin’ out
There's no more time left
And if you wanna run your mouth
If you want to talk too much
You better take a different route
You better change the way you're acting
Cause’ you don’t know what I’m bout
You don't know what I'm capable of
Make yo bitch scream and shout
Make your girlfriend scream and shout
Pussy pinker than some trout
My girlfriend's private parts are very pink
But if that bitch smells the same then I kick her out
If she smells bad, I won't date her
You bet I’ll run up in yo house
I will break into your house
While you sitting on the couch
While you're sitting on your sofa
Put that barrel to your snout
Point my gun at your face
And let of a motherfucking round
Shoot my gun at you
You don’t wanna play no games
You don't want to mess with me
Don’t wanna see me untamed
Don't want to see me when I'm angry
I be like Django so unchained
I'm like the character Django, very free and dangerous
What you know about that revolver
What do you know about guns
My problem solver
My solution to everything is violence
Have we got some calculations?
Do we need to plan anything?
And if you bout’ that dollar
If you're all about money
And you keep your bitches in order
And you keep your women in check
Then I say salutations
I greet you
You play with fire you get burnt but with me you get cremated
If you mess with me you will suffer a much worse fate
Yeah if Trakim’s on the track
If my friend Trakim is performing with me
Then you that beat a snack
That beat is easy to work with
Got that gat on my lap
I have a gun with me
Let me just pull this bitch back
Let me get my gun ready
I don’t take no fuckin’ bullshit
I don't tolerate anyone's nonsense
Walk around here with a full clip
I always carry a gun magazine with me
Man please don’t make me use it
Please don't make me shoot you
Ain’t nobody colder
No one is as tough as me
Just dusting off my shoulder
Disregarding something that bothered me
Your bitch want me to hold her
Your girlfriend wants to be with me
She said I’m hot and you’re a smoulder
She thinks I'm attractive and you are not
Damn right I am a smoker
Yes, I do smoke
Yeah I be hot and cold but does that make me bipolar?
I have mixed feelings but that doesn't mean I'm mentally ill
Who gives a fuck I’m taking over
I'm becoming successful and I don't care what anyone thinks
If I catch you round here
If I see you in this area
Put that barrel in your ear
Point my gun at your head
Watch you shed a fuckin’ tear
See you cry
This’ll be the last shit that you hear
This is the last thing you will ever hear
Don’t try to be a hero
Don't try to be brave
I’m a motherfuckin’ weirdo
I'm a strange person
Chop you up to the last kilo
Cut you into small pieces
I be so blunted that you’d think that I’m rounded
I'm so high that I feel like I'm dizzy
Got so many numbers that I need an accountant
I have so much money that I need help managing it
When the pussy gets flooded man it becomes a fountain
When my girlfriend is sexually aroused, she produces a lot of fluids
Man you keep it one hunnid’ and I’m over 9000
You're keeping it 100%, but I'm going beyond that
And I’m heading for the top
I'm becoming very successful
Need that number one spot
I want to be the best
Yeah you’re tryna’ make me stop
You're trying to slow me down
Then I will donate a shot
I will shoot you
Like a fuckin’ vaccine
Like a medicine that will hurt you
And not because you’re sick, cause you’re a fuckin’ disease
Not because you're ill, but because you're a terrible person
This is how I do it keep it flowing like some fluid
This is how I perform, I do it smoothly
Yeah you are fuckin’ clueless and I am fuckin’ lucid
You're very ignorant but I'm very aware
You thinking that I’m human
You're assuming that I'm just a regular person
Bitch I’m a motherfuckin’ mutant
I'm a very unique and powerful person
Yeah I don’t speak stupid
I don't talk to ignorant people
But its seems like you are fluent
But you are very good at talking nonsense
And the clock is busy ticking
The time is running out
So you better start quitting
You better stop what you're doing
Cause when I get in the game Ima start slitting
When I start fighting, I will start cutting people
Then your throat starts dripping
You start bleeding heavily
Empty this whole thing and put another clip in
Empty my gun magazine and put in a new one
Locked and loaded
My gun is ready to be fired
That Glock is potent
My gun is very powerful
Do you really wanna provoke it?
Do you really want to anger me?
I swear to God it’ll leave you roasted
I promise you it will hurt very badly
I’m something you should worry bout
You should be concerned about me
I don’t need no talent scout
I don't need anyone's help to become successful
To tell me that he’s got no doubt
To tell me that he believes in me
Cause this rap game is a drought
The rap industry is tough right now
And I just took off its blouse
I'm making the rap industry look weak
And Ima get it wetter than a fuckin’ whore-house
I will be very successful, more successful than a brothel
And if you don’t show me love
If you don't support me
Or recognize that I’m above
Or see that I'm better than others
Then you become my lunch
Then I will destroy you
And you gotta catch a slug
And you will get shot
Now you know what I be bout
Now you understand what I'm about
And Ima tell you one more time man
And I'm telling you again
Time is runnin’ out
There's no more time left
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Riaz Carter
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
wot
you can only imagine how badly this hurt once the PCP wore off
Diogo
@KoiPond_ Whoaaaa really? :o
KoiPond_
Diogo yeah
Dilbert Doe
He felt fine. I was a CO in the jail, he sobered up and was released, no charges filed.
A little hungover, but other than that you wouldn't know about his earlier encounter.
Nic.Capone.84
@Dilbert Doe You commented five years later...stop lying.
Make Sushi 1
That was exesive force, the guy was not even fighting back!
Octopus Scarecrow
XD
Octopus Scarecrow
How To Make Sushi The blood was not on his shoulder before the pepper spray. Afterwards, his wacked out self started poking into his eye socket, causing him to bleed down his neck and shoulder. He was very much not feeling anything.
MEEHH 243
You ever think it's because he was resisting arrest?
Hunter Hofman
he could have had a weapon. police wanna make sure the go home to their families just like you get to