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phx - back in 'time' lyrics

[intro]
this is the start line for warming up, dash
i’ll keep p-ssing my limits in tracks
a bright future forming from the dark past
i’ll be on top with the hottest raps
time goes on as my sk!lls improve fast
i’ll be in first place but my run will last

[verse 1]
i’m chillin’ in the bas-m-nt
thinking about time
but i’m sittin’ wasting it
trying to think of a rhyme
these lyrics used to be a poem
but i’mma turn it into a rap
i went back in time to make
another version of this cr-p
so at the same time this is the old poem
i can edit any of my lyrics and clone ‘em
i remade this to make you rapt
more deeply
my old sh-t not only made me nap
but sleepy
time goes by like
the challenger, a blast
when i wrote my first poem
it felt like the ancient past
this is nothing but for fun
i’m redoing poetry write now
shooting enemies with a gun
giving poems a second shot, pow!
people do what they can with time
cause it just might end in the blink of an eye
and i decided re-making my lines
to be satisfied before i die

[hook]
you wanna know what’s infinite? god
what does time have to do with it? watch or listen
god controls time, cause it won’t stop any minute
so don’t reminisce or at the very least you shouldn’t
i’ve wasted it like that before; i say this as a witness
time is what you make of it with your mind’s quickness
it’s a hard pill to swallow as i stand and spit this
things go full circle like a circ-mference
depending on the circ-mstances
this is where the chorus finishes

[verse 2]
onto verse two
k!lling this beat is where i’m going to, watch
what i’m gonna do
i’ll rhyme this line with another ‘one’ but 2, too
they call me a criminal
cause i do big crimes
like getting b-tches all over me
or stealing dimes
woops that was a lie
but hey, i’m just remixing my rhymes
life is nothing without time
like an alcoholic without whine!
as in whining, because some people who drink, always complain
plain and simple their life sucks, yet they can’t explain true pain
i mean i go through a lot but you don’t see me drinking
if i ever wanna let out my frustrations i be spitting
although i do drink coffee to let out stress
i’m not fake cause another face
is something i wouldn’t dress, yet
i’ll address those lying snakes
behind gr-ss or a mask, “end”
i talk real at the moment, exactly how i feel for victory
my momentum owns it willing to only go down in history
ready to spit it out while hopin’
my mouth won’t be chokin’

[hook]
you wanna know what’s infinite? god
what does time have to do with it? watch or listen
god controls time, cause it won’t stop any minute
so don’t reminisce or at least you shouldn’t
i’ve wasted it like that before; i say this as a witness
time is what you make of it with your mind’s quickness
it’s a hard pill to swallow as i stand and spit this
things go full circle like a circ-mference
depending on the circ-mstances
this is where the chorus finishes

[verse 3]
i’m having writer’s block
getting mocked tick-talk
hands moving fast on my clock
running out of time on my hands
hands moving fast on my watch
i keep watching out for the stops
meaning i’m always going at it
running out of time lockets
my timing can lack dynamics
some pieces after ‘time’
will be remade like this one
i’m p-ssionate about rap
but this track is just for fun
past 12 am, trying to think
of something to write about
another rhyme along this line
is something i don’t doubt
i’m a ‘magic cylinder’ mc, cause if you attack me directly
i turn it a-‘round’ on you without using magic, it’s a trap!
out of nowhere to sneak attack my enemies disrespectfully
cause if you’re over me, i come from under and snap!
sh-t i got off track, was that a train wreck?
i know i could do better with more training
but you writers with wack rap
need to work it out, heck
your results are worse than white-staining
i’m like a black stain in the darkness
minute, but growing out endless
silence to an extent in this existence
also un-washable and permanent
most of you are trans-parent, wet
yet unadaptable, i can see through
all these attention-see-kings and queers like bruce

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