Past Time ft. Es-K & Flip Physics Lyrics

Welcome, welcome, welcome, aye

Enter the flame throw, I told em burn they hard drive

They been thinkin black and white like it's apartheid

I been thinkin mix it up, this life gettin gray as fuck

I was aimin up but then I then I thought I got it stuck

I run amuck on a runner up, you better be a champion

Attacking this, you miss, you sleepin like it's ambien

Check the Cambrian period, fix back your back bone

Never phone it in, forever make the fax known

You mad stoned with your mast on a cash zone

We can all relate now put this mask on your past Gone

You passed Grown a long time ago, now step it up

I seen you shootin in the gym, your shot's wet as fuck

Aye mane put that shit in the game, why you hesitatin

Hit em with the hesi and then demo levitation

Yeah, attack for buckets, they zone need penetration

All I do is keep on shootin for demonstrations

Long range, strong aim with songs named for reasons

Dogfight seasons, King Shit on the treason

Off with they heads when I rip a rap in ruh mode

Layin game down flat to first like a bunt though

Ayo I steal second, steal third, steal home

What y'all gon do against the wheels just shone

It's past time…..ayo it's past time

And I'll be swinging for the fences with my last line

Yeah

Callin my shots like I'm the Great Bambino

My fiction full of pulp like Quentin Tarrantino

Spendin time just to remind y'all of what we know

All they want aligned is 5 Justice Alitos

Once upon a rhyme back in North Carolina

When the blogs got you on even if no one could find ya

Yeah we was shinin but I ain't with the nostalgia

Except sometimes you gotta circle back to where they found ya

Yo, farm leauger with a arm full of heaters

Call em up, hit some calm reefer then embalm the speakers

Yo, kill the noise and we murder all the silence too

Brutalize a beat and slay the mic, a violent crew

But so peaceful if you tryna break a bread move

It's sign on the dotted line or find what the lead do

Now that's a proposition that they can't refuse

Caught up in tradition, a godfather muse

Off with they heads when I rip a rap in ruh mode

Layin game down flat to first like a bunt though

Ayo I steal second, steal third, steal home

What y'all gon do against the wheels just shone

It's past time…..ayo it's past time

And I'll be swinging for the fences with my last line