Time's Runnin' Out

Run motherfucker
 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
 But if that bitch smells the same then I kick her out
 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