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greyhound – out of time lyrics

[intro]
yeah, dj malefactor
ren thomas, what’s up
greyhound, look

[verse]
you can catch me, at home kicking my feet up
feel like i’m running out of time like a parking meter
i used to spark the reefer, waiting on the re up
got clean at nineteen, now i can hardly see the
past, i’d need a magnifying gl-ss
when i look back them drugs had me dying fast
it was cocaine, adderall, percocets, ritalins
take whatever you got, f-ck it, there’s no difference
blacked out on a couple milligrams of the xanax
mushrooms, acid, i did a lot of damage
f-ck it you get the picture though
now i’m off the drugs, confused with how this sh-t will go
like what do i do? i need to learn a new discipline
need to lock my focus in, need to get my rhythm in
sync, filling pages up with ink
writing rhymes for hours, man i basically would think
i’d have made it by now, looking back that’s a funny thought
this sh-t will take years, i worry time’s running out
but, whether or not it is
i still got keep moving, i still gotta live

[hook]
feels like i’m running out of time often
i’ll be d-mned the day i say that i’m stopping, oh
this clock keeps ticking
i keep working, i keep giving
feels like i’m running out of time though, oh
feels like i’m running out of time though, no
feels like i’m running out of time though, oh
feels like i’m running out of time though, no

[verse 2]
i dropped out of college and went to a treatment center
i was eating dinner with fellow delinquent sinners
inside a halfway house, i had to back way out
of my old environment
put that drug dealing sh-t into retirement
so now i’m out, i don’t know what the f-ck to do
maybe i should just have finished up at suffolk u
a family man but i got different plans than my mother has
don’t plan on finishing school but she hopes that i stumble back
that’s not even something bad, i can handle it
now i’m watering my pumpkin patch, as i manifest
my dreams to reality, the process is slow though
but i have faith in it, i gotta stay in it if i expect to make a cent
that clock is racing quick, and i ain’t made much traction
but sh-t, maybe that’s just my perception, yo

[verse 3 – ren thomas]
i see you rappers as food, my ribs touching
nicest alive that’s the end of discussion
mastermind this ill verse, every sentence disgusting
i told malefactor cook it, imma dead the production
heads getting busted, shot down when they rushing
them cowards is bluffing, i seen em go from power to nothing
talking like you actually got powder you touching
send your momma out there looking for flowers and tuxes (oh no)
your b-tch meet me, i’m busting walls like a shawshank
i love tapping the chin, your whole jaw break
20 projects in a year (why?) and they all great
my footsteps from a block away will make the wall shake
ill ginger, gave em chills like a pill hit ya
sat-rday morning cereal gone on that steel pistol
i wonder if when you gone, anyone here miss you
no subs, if i diss you, you gon’ know i dissed you

[hook] – 2x
feels like i’m running out of time often
i’ll be d-mned the day i say that i’m stopping, oh
this clock keeps ticking
i keep working, i keep giving
feels like i’m running out of time though, oh
feels like i’m running out of time though, no
feels like i’m running out of time though, oh
feels like i’m running out of time though, no

- greyhound lyrics

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