Time’s Up

By Spitty

Released on December 20, 2019

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[Verse: Spitty]

Long before the land of the savage

It was salvaged by the comets

Not the commas

Do you judge me like your honor?

I won't harbor to no present box

I opened sniff the potent of Schrodinger pussy

Reek like Pepe Le Pew - what to do?

Destined for endless rotations like a revolving door

My minds evolved from a Bulba up to an Ivysaur

My final form won't conform to any tribal norms

But let's save the progress like my momma say we gotta go

Out the door I'm back and forth

For four Decembers slip in snow

In to show micro waves

Bake up the brains or was it beans

That is to mean in our grand scheme who's to say? Eh?

Wait who brought the bumbling baboon into this melee?

Nostalgia might fill your nostrils up if you let it

Memory so minute in a minute you won't remember

Clear as a foggy day the future looks so convoluted

All polluted, all my ape ancestors been a cosmic nuisance

Soon as I see the light I'mma seize it

Dream I can so I just do it like Even Stevens

Sequence my seconds a step in the next direction

Of iridescence the essence of life's worth more than the ending

Time's Up


[Chorus: Destinie]

Time's up time's up time's up

You wanna fly don't wanna fall

Don't know where you'll end up

Time's up time's up time's up

When you wanna fly don't wanna fall

Don't know where you'll end up

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it

I been losing it

Losing it losing it