Origin/Meaning: Time To Return is spiritually connected to the power of music in both healing, and warfare.
Time To Return makes music that reaches deep inside the soul of America, and pulls out the guts. Their songs are high vibration impulses, with heavy alternative rock guitars and Hip-Hop influence.
DISCOGRAPHY
Pitron Sofi
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Pitron Sofi
I don't have a price, I'm priceless.
That's why the industry won't like this.
I grind a lot. Why would I stop?
They can't buy me off. Won't sign on dots.
No guts no glory.
This is the start of the story.
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
We all heard the horror stories.
Turns out they were more gory.
It used to cost so much for those
recordings. Now it's dirt cheap.
This thing I got is all turn key.
They could try to burn me. But
nobody about to out earn me.
I mastered what they just started learning.
No guts no glory.
This is the start of the story.
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Time for them to clock out. Gettin'
locked out while I fuckin' rock out.
They gettin' run over in the fast lane
while I ash a blunt with the top down.
These aren't even my hardest bars yet.
They just found out they're a target.
So I'll clip coupons and shop at Target
while we take over the whole market.
I'm just gettin' started.
About to retire some artists.
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Watchu want? Watchu want?
Watchu got for me?
Edged Out Records mother fucker!
Play your part. Don't start that shit again.
How do you charge for pieces of your heart
to people not listening?
Play your part. Play your part.
I know you think it's ridiculous
how out of touch I am I don't know who John Wick is.
Internet switches, network causin' glitches.
Always online but no time for you bitches.
I don't determine fate. I just escaped.
They only debate who to exterminate.
Play your part. Don't start that shit again.
How do you charge for pieces of your heart
to people not listening?
Play your part. Play your part.
Can't call your bluff. After enough lies.
It gets hard to distinguish. Extinguished.
I don't determine fate. I just escaped.
They only debate who to exterminate.
Play your part. Don't start that shit again.
How do you charge for pieces of your heart
to people not listening?
Play your part. Play your part.
If you really knew who you were.
These lines wouldn't blur?
I don't determine fate. I just escaped.
They only debate who to exterminate.
Play your part. Don't start that shit again.
How do you charge for pieces of your heart
to people not listening?
Play your part. Play your part.
Play your part. Don't start that shit again.
How do you charge for pieces of your heart
to people not listening?
Play your part. Play your part.
Born in a gutter, alone in rain and thunder.
Father figurine. Snake like mother.
Wanted by them all. Tales told tall.
Askin' for forgiveness praying to a wall.
Scream and shout or them might talk.
Loud mouths who slack jaws.
Leave me in peace before I turn on.
Free speech is an unwritten law.
Trouble is
them not pay attention.
They can't see where them headed.
Trouble is
they may never get it.
They can't see where them headed.
Trouble is
my third eye.
Trouble is
coming all the time.
Trouble is
my third eye opens wide.
Trouble is
all the time.
Trouble is...
the trouble is...
The truth is troubling.
You misbehave - they dig a grave.
Give them praise - they give you things.
Underneath gas light. Bodies are bagged tight.
Trouble is they're savin' up for the afterlife.
Pass the pipe. Glass is tight.
Grass is grown on small farms in the night.
Life is not illegal. That's the price.
That's why this flute is here - to make evil die.
Trouble is
them not pay attention.
They can't see where them headed.
Trouble is
they may never get it.
They can't see where them headed.
Trouble is
my third eye.
Trouble is
coming all the time.
Trouble is
my third eye opens wide.
Trouble is
all the time.
Trouble is me.
Toast.
Follow it around the apartment.
Wonder how this started.
Ghost.
Hollow it out - the forrest.
Some allow this market.
Post.
Well endowed, men, called it.
Throw in the towel endowment targets.
Toast.
Follow it around the apartment.
Wonder how this started.
Ghost.
Hollow it out - the forrest.
Some allow this market.
Post.
Publishers print plans.
Subscribers give.
All thumbs up no hands.
It's useless.
Ghost.
Hollow it out - the forrest.
Some allow this market.
Post.
Toast.
Follow it around the apartment.
Wonder how this started.
Ghost.
Hollow it out - the forrest.
Some allow this market.
Post.
Well endowed, men, called it.
Throw in the towel endowment targets.
Toast.
Follow it around the apartment.
Wonder how this started.
Ghost.
Hollow it out - the forrest.
Some allow this market.
Post.
Allow this market.
Allow this market.
Some allow this market.
Little piggies.
Allow this.
Allow this.
Live without it.
Live.
Live.
Live.
Toast.
Follow it around the apartment.
Wonder how this started.
Ghost.
Janey left her name on my mirror.
Blood or lipstick. It's not clear.
Tongue the wrist. God fearing.
All I'm hearing...
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me
and my downfall.
And my downfall.
Spirits in the morning.
The cure is the poison.
Spirits in the morning.
The gospel in the glass.
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me.
Bitch in the bed.
Given the hex.
Cursed to death.
Judged by dress.
Cut me next.
Love me breath.
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me.
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me
and my downfall.
And my downfall.
Spirits in the morning.
The cure is the poison.
Spirits in the morning.
The gospel in the glass.
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me
and my downfall.
And my downfall.
Spirits in the morning.
The cure is the poison.
Spirits in the morning.
The gospel in the glass.
Who the fuck is Janey?
Why is she saying
"pay me?"
Lay me.
Play me.
Okay, me...
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me
and my downfall.
And my downfall.
Spirits in the morning.
The cure is the poison.
Spirits in the morning.
The gospel in the glass.
Spirits in the morning.
They are waiting for me
and my downfall.
And my downfall.
Spirits in the morning.
The cure is the poison.
Spirits in the morning.
The gospel in the glass.
The beast.
It's real. Need proof?
The beast.
Is it needed? Indeed.
The beast.
Do you feed it?
The beast.
Complicated relationships.
Opposite of faithfulness.
They want you in a closed case
open casket so they can placate.
Blowing up rockets blaming
faulty gaskets. Crashing.
Crashing...
Why are you laughing?
The beast.
It's real. Need proof?
The beast.
Is it needed? Indeed.
The beast.
Do you feed it?
The beast.
Alternating bottom dollars.
Basic bitch. Make them switch.
Take your pick. Ladies first.
Your bad faith was made in church.
The beast.
It's real. Need proof?
The beast.
Is it needed? Indeed.
The beast.
Do you feed it?
The beast.
The beast.
It's real. Need proof?
The beast.
Is it needed? Indeed.
The beast.
Do you feed it?
The beast.
Do you need it?
The beast.
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
We ain't drinkin' this thing's blinkin'
red light indicators (oh my)
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
Imported distortions in no time.
Over beats made in lo fi.
Damn, I used to think about it more often.
How old men end up war mongerin'
Tired of waiting for death they're wandering.
Wondering when Styx is callin'
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
Imported distortions in no time.
Over beats made in lo fi.
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
We ain't drinkin' this thing's blinkin'
red light indicators (oh my)
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
Imported distortions in no time.
Over beats made in lo fi.
Hell if I knew. The devil is beside you.
In the beginning he could hide, too.
These days he's alive, too.
Nothing left inside you.
Nothing left inside you.
Nothing left inside.
Nothing left inside you.
Nothing left.
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
We ain't drinkin' this thing's blinkin'
red light indicators (oh my)
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
Imported distortions in no time.
Over beats made in lo fi.
Desperate times call for - time on the dance floor.
You got me savin' my last backhand for'ya.
Stop me if you got me.
Hypocrisy.
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
We ain't drinkin' this thing's blinkin'
red light indicators (oh my)
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
Imported distortions in no time.
Over beats made in lo fi.
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
We ain't drinkin' this thing's blinkin'
red light indicators (oh my)
In the middle of the night.
Pitron sofi.
Imported distortions in no time.
Over beats made in lo fi.
Pitron sofi.
Pitron sofi.
Pitron.
This is personal.
This is personal.
I'm not gonna call you up.
I'm just gonna call your bluff.
This is personal.
Close to the chest. Every day.
This is personal.
You'll take secrets to the grave.
This ain't politics.
Don't call the armies in.
You're marching in line to give
tithe to the heretics.
I'm not gonna call you up.
I'm just gonna call your bluff.
This is personal.
Close to the chest. Every day.
This is personal.
You'll take secrets to the grave.
This is personal.
Close to the chest. Every day.
This is personal.
You'll take secrets to the grave.
Dig into the past
why don't you?
like you're the firing squad
if I don't move.
The motions we go through
are like throwing up old food
trying to digest your cold moves.
Instead I just broke through.
I'm not gonna call you up.
I'm just gonna call your bluff.
This is personal.
Close to the chest. Every day.
This is personal.
You'll take secrets to the grave.
This is personal.
Close to the chest. Every day.
This is personal.
You'll take secrets to the grave.
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
High voltage, octane on focus.
The way I make the most of it is Hocus Pocus.
Big Pharma claims lives if you noticed.
I wrote an opus while my friends - overdosin'
I'm over hopin' - I'm not jokin'
What can I say my clown heart is open.
I was into I C P as a youngin'
Rockin' out to Ringmaster while I'm smokin'
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
I know you won't, but until you will
you a ghost written out the will.
Burned bridges can only get rebuilt
if you willing to invest like half a mill.
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
All dried out, time out, telling you rhymes now.
Back to me selling you time now.
Run your mouth about Epstein's island
you might find out. Child, you on time out.
I hope the light of the truth shines brightly.
Fuck your feelings and the emails that you write me.
Grimy. Cleaning up an act would be unlike me.
Damn dad, you just mad your bitch is unsightly.
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
I been - makin' - power moves.
I am - gettin' - more powerful.
I been - makin' - power moves.
Power moves. Check, 1 2.
I been makin...
I am gettin...
Powerful.
Power moves.
Far off in a distant place
They know nothing about the human race
Fingers point to constellations
Whisper myths in quiet desperation
Stargazing
Don’t the stars look amazing
Glowing like they’re saving
The secrets we keep craving
Here a lot closer to home
We’ve been left on our own
Echoes ring from the empty sky
Questions burning we don’t know why
Is there something out there
Or just nothing to care
Is it just light that blinds
Stargazing
Don’t the stars look amazing
Endless and unchanging
Like a hope rearranging
I fled...
like a dog pullin' a sled.
I fed...
like a bull in a pen.
Wake up in a state of panic.
Like Anne Frank in an attic.
Treated me like an addict.
They tried to add it
like processed sugars in
a message. Wondering if
I get it. I got it. But I'm just
pedal to the metal - won't stop it.
Stunned? You shouldn't be.
On the run, from the gun.
Lucky me...
It's somethin' to see.
Have you ever had
some one hunt you?
If you did
where'd you run to?
I would have loved to...
I could have loved you...
but, I didn't want to...
cuz, I didn't want you...
I fled...
like a dog pullin' a sled.
I fed...
like a bull in a pen.
You must be off of your meds
thinkin' I'd just wind up dead.
Except. What do you expect?
That I'd just do what you accept?
I would have loved to...
I could have loved you...
but, I didn't want to...
cuz, I didn't want you...
I fled...
like a dog pullin' a sled.
I fed...
like a bull in a pen.
Go to sleep on a pile of leaves.
If you wanna be a stalker
that's fine with me. I finally
see where you're really coming from.
I now know what you're runnin' from.
Runnin' from the hole in your heart.
So where should I start? I fled
because I know how it ends.
Have you ever had
some one hunt you?
If you did
where'd you run to?
I would have loved to...
I could have loved you...
but, I didn't want to...
cuz, I didn't want you...
I fled...
like a dog pullin' a sled.
I fed...
like a bull in a pen.
I fled...
like a dog pullin' a sled.
I fed...
like a bull in a pen.
I fled...
I fed...
I fled...
I fed...
I'm fed
up.
I fled.
Fuck outta here...
Mother may I tell a story that's likely?
I'll make myself very clear.
Father of mine is in hell like he
drowns himself in Ever clear.
Fuck outta here...(don't think)
Fuck outta here...(boat sink)
Fuck outta here...(close lips)
Fuck outta here...(don't trip)
Pin pulled. Thin wool.
Arch bishop demeanor.
Full blown tower of babel
Babblin' in your 2-seater.
You don't know
why I don't fuck with you.
Probably something
about your B M W.
Fuck outta here...(don't think)
Fuck outta here...(boat sink)
Fuck outta here...(close lips)
Fuck outta here...(don't trip)
I don't know
what you want with me
actin' like you're
too in love with me.
I don't fuck with you,
luckily.
So, I'm not hearin' you
judgin' me.
Fuck outta here...(don't think)
Fuck outta here...(boat sink)
Fuck outta here...(close lips)
Fuck outta here...(don't trip)
Since you came back,
still in the same head space.
Nothing but living proof
you're just dead weight.
Fuck outta here...(don't think)
Fuck outta here...(boat sink)
Fuck outta here...(close lips)
Fuck outta here...(don't trip)
Fuck outta here...(don't think)
Fuck outta here...(boat sink)
Fuck outta here...(close lips)
Fuck outta here...(don't trip)
All out.
Reasons...
Patience is a virtue for the wealthy and elite.
Patience is suicide another year' on the street.
Vagrant like the label, records are all heat.
I saves the day like Chris Conley on the scene.
All out of reasons.
All out of reasons to
hang my head. All out
of reasons to stay in
bed. I gotta get out
and move instead.
All out of reasons.
The last one left.
Through bein' cool as if I ever was, though.
I been playin' it cool in the cut as a cut throat.
I am out of fucks to give as well, if you must know.
Game's up bro. It's dunzo, like Dikembe Mutombo.
All out of reasons.
All out of reasons to
hang my head. All out
of reasons to stay in
bed. I gotta get out
and move instead.
All out of reasons.
The last one left.
The last one left.
The last one left.
The last one is just the next.
All out of reasons.
All out of reasons to
hang my head. All out
of reasons to stay in
bed. I gotta get out
and move instead.
All out of reasons.
The last one left.
Youth is a killer.
I am raw, unfiltered.
My talent's iller, they want
My blood in distillers.
All out.
Reasons...
All out of reasons.
All out of reasons to
hang my head. All out
of reasons to stay in
bed. I gotta get out
and move instead.
All out of reasons.
The last one left.
The last one left.
All out of reasons
the last one left.