Timbre Discography (2018-2020)

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just timbre the Rapper

Woken up, checked my phone g, Fuck I have 14 missed calls from my bro-ski
So I ring him, say “what’s up my guy”, he said “u were busy and now so am i”
Throw my phone across the room, fuck ,Then on pops a tune, its says 

I’ve woken up too late today, I feel I’ve woken up too late today (x4)

Maybe ill do some production or some gaming
Maybe ill do nothing, which is the same thing, 
As yesterday, text another mate, see what they are up to
Response back says “nothing much you?”
So Im like I need something to do, they reply I’m with my lass init
I just wanna meet someone play some classic hits
From the 90s or around that time g
So I walk downstairs and the radio plays:

I’ve woken up too late today, I feel I’ve woken up too late today (x4)


Then I’m walking through my kitchen, make a cup of tea
Then my boredom keeps bugging me, so I drink up
Go for a cig, to wake up before I think up the next idea
Why do I feel so stressed right here?
Its 2pm, I’ve nothing to do,
Switch on discord and twitch
Hoping my boredom can be filled by this
Filling my time, before I become bored of this
Ring up my mate and ask if he wants to play some games
My mate responds and says

you’ve woken up too late today, I feel you’ve woken up too late today (x4)

I’ve woken up too late today, I feel I’ve woken up too late today (x4)

Too Late (Prod. by Scarim)

Family crest 

im a maggy sipper(yeah)
take a drag upon my cigar-ette
life falls short, hits the deck
misdirect, shots, down my neck
drinking maggy till im wrecked
living by the cheque,
hoping i dont rise in debt
see life crashes like an EXE does
tim why u let drink be affecting huh?
paranoia got me thinking u be setting up
1 beer in and i just cant get enough
an hour later, im a crate in
10 pack of fags, disappeared to my craving
dad tells me, imma fall like my relatives did
alcohol? they all fell to this shit
excuse found, blame it on my traits
blame it on my DNA, that imma be this way
im not as smart as my family are
but i do be riding on beats like a family car

(4x)
i do try my best, take alcohol away
but im falling to my family crest in a way

Family crest
In a way

How can I sit there, drinking liquor till my liver sore
Deny my problems to myself, mixed in more
Vodka and coke, than my friends will
I could drink alcohol from 24 hours g
Then still, seem sober now yuh see
This is where my problems start
Go to a bar be smashed and the bouncer aren’t
Gonna kick me out, cos they don’t know how far
Ive gone, my brains flipped out like qui gon
Now I feel a buzz, higher than a choir don
All I got is to be the provider of songs
I could near give true advice, just write my life in one
Tims time, the tides gone, be on the vibe, lifes on
Write like one nice song, with twice the delivery and rhymes on
Im crashing down, spiralling, like im passing out
I just want the vinyl to rap a sound, but like my matches
My eyes are flashing out, iris’ are massive like patches now
Nicotine I wanna patch it out, say fuck cigarettes and alcohol
But that’s an empty saying, empty like my crate is

(4x)
i do try my best, take alcohol away
but im falling to my family crest in a way

Family crest
In a way

Family Crest

Got my bonnie by my side, drinking vodka all night
Self hide like escape from police, I can vision the run,
The rum drinking watching them tape the scene
Let me run and escape please, I can’t bare the thought of bonnie 
not being there, hide from my hometown, fleeing scared
When we first met, she burst my bubble, living in the past rubble
But she bought it out of me, but she bought it out of me

Bonnie and Clyde, bonnie and Clyde, 
we gon run and hide, Watching our time pass us by

Gunshots they’re hitting the boot,
Im sipping the booze, slipping through, from gripping the truth
Am I the only one? Are you missing it too?
Am I wrong? or do you see the visions? Im visioning you
Die with me, from a gunshot to the nose, 
While I catch a gunshot to the throat
Choke in my blood, pass me that cigar, I wanna smoke it up

Bonnie And Clyde

Hook

I don’t take no’s 
And I don’t save hoes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
Til the day a nigga die
Know the same thing goes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
Look I don’t take no’s 
And I don’t save hoes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
And til the day a nigga die
Know the same thing goes 
Bitch I made it to the top
And I still won’t stop

Verse 1 

Usually I’m a saint 
But I’m a sinner today 
Lil' bitch keep acting stupid
Imma send her away 
You look beside yourself 
I’m centered today 
Like you got a lot to say
But I'm twitter today
Imma have to put a limit 
On your characters 
I’m the captain of the ship 
Im the mariner
You forgot how many fish 
In my aquarium
You ain’t seeing all the green 
In my terrarium 
The more the merrier 
But I am yet to marry one 
I lean over 
Fart and shit on everyone 
They love the double R
I mean the Garry one 
I hope you down for the ride
Its a scary one
Lots of bumps 
Twists and sharp turns 
My love on fire baby
I make your heart burn 
I’ll always be straight 
Lil' bitch I just permed it
And even if I jacked the shit
I still earned it 

Hook 

I don’t take no’s 
And I don’t save hoes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
Til the day a nigga die
Know the same thing goes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
Look I don’t take no’s 
And I don’t save hoes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
And til the day a nigga die
Know the same thing goes 
Bitch I made it to the top
And I still won’t stop

Verse 2 

She loving my style 
Duh me too 
I’m a cold mother fucker 
But I bring the heat too
I poke holes in excuses 
Til they see through 
And turn weak hoes to ghosts 
Like a fucking sheet do
But if we get to clicking 
Like bumpin' teeth do 
We could touch the world 
Like all of the streets do 
I don’t care about your dude
What he say what he do 
You could play house at home 
This a different league boo 
I’m ET I ain’t getting territorial 
I kill the game 
Do a dance at the memorial 
Keep playing with me 
I go nuts I’m a glory hole
Come my way you get fucked 
This a warning hoe 
I ain't cappin’ 
Less I’m getting mushy with it
On trees and some fungi
And I’m getting funky with it 
You hear my tummy 
See I’m getting hungry bitches 
Imma order up some dough 
And a lil' honey with it 

Hook

I don’t take no’s 
And I don’t save hoes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
Til the day a nigga die
Know the same thing goes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
Look I don’t take no’s 
And I don’t save hoes 
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
And til the day a nigga die
Know the same thing goes 
Bitch I made it to the top
And I still won’t stop

Outro

I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop
I done made it to the top
And I still won’t stop

Rule

I Still Won't Stop

I Still Won't Stop (Prod. By RePeteBeatz)

[Verse 1]

I get lifted like all four tires flat 
Bitch I’m jacked 
And six nine six gave this beat two hands 
This shit slap 
I put hoes up on they feet 
They put themselves upon they back
I might break a break a bitch with A cups 
But we’ll turn them shits to racks 
Hoe don’t complain to me
This is the major league 
What in the fuck is you tripping about 
You really gon’ look up at all of this money 
And then get to bitching bout dick in your mouth
What is your problem
And what makes you think 
That I’m gon' entertain it 
I'm in here laying down the law 
I am not going through no litigation 
We ain’t from the same tree 
These niggas can’t hang with me
Nah we ain’t in the same league 
We don’t even shoot the same three 
We don’t do the same things 
You H20 and I’m just too g
Yea I’m big pimpin’ like a full bladder 
Baby I get up and I p

[Hook]

I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing

[Verse 2]

I’m a big bad wolf
This shit got me in the mood
Imma inhale on these fumes 
Then start howling at the moon
I’m just throwing up my cream 
Trying to get it in the sky 
And I’ll be in my cocoon 
Until the day that butter fly 
Do not tell me to be patient 
Bitch give me that shit right now 
Go on out there get it for me 
Imma let you decide how 
Imma need you to keep up
You cannot get behind now 
I like my women fast and forward 
I ain’t bout to rewind now 
I’m bout to bubble up 
I don’t want your number 
Unless you is number one 
I got me a little bitch 
She weigh bout a hundred 
I swear she a ton of fun 
And I keep her lifted 
For you it's just different 
The weight is too cumbersome
She stay on my dick 
Like my dun dun duns
And just like that dick 
We gone fuck shit up 

[Hook]

I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing
I do my thing

Rich

I Do My Thing

I Do My Thing (Prod By 696 Productions)

Bitch Betta Have My Money

The Inspiration

I Luv It

No Limit Top Dogg

Bitch Please (feat. Xzibit)

No Way Out

Victory (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Busta Rhymes)

Shoutout to BrrZrrKrr707 for mixing and producing this song!
https://soundcloud.com/brrzrrkrr_707
Lyrics and Vocals by @Timbretherapper
Produced and Mixed by @brrzrrkrr_707
Lyrics:

Verse 1:

your style, u paid for?
mine, i made raw,
hiding the blade,
riding the wave, promotion
to a chainsaw,
blood dripping from my face ahhh
why u screaming in pain for?
rapping im the savour,
riding the wave like a sailor
but i like my jerry sort, more
two bottles in my livers sore more
from that liqour poured in
just like the sith lord in
star wars, im sick in the head,
im twisted eyes red, leave u limp
lifeless, im tim, im 19, but prematurely,
hit my crisis, left my job, felt depressed,
so instead tried to slice wrist, 
they still didnt put me on the cide list
i told them, i cured anger, by lightin spliff
it wasnt my dream, for me to be writing this, song, 
cos i used to be the nicest kid
now, im fucking wrong

1 Take Freestyled Verse:

pycosis, i go back write and show this,
i flow quick, n if i dont now,
u know well i'll know this,
the same kid, the same teen,
who goes back to smoking green, 
thinking that it was sick, n that wasnt
going back for the potent F, potent fumes
going back i take it from my chest,
i seem to flow it back and rest in peace,
i rest peacefully, im going back and speak on these
i say speak to me, like a speak easy,
im growing now, if you ever tease me, im queasy, 
sleasy, people wanna go, if they are acting easy
then they go, they tease me, then i flow, 
if i dont, well u know me, im smoking up these cones
people going back nah, n if theyre not, 
you know theyre broke, everyone is saying the same shit
when they toke, cones, people going around, if they never know
im in that slo mo

Crisis

I originally wrote this as a poem, but then decided to turn this into a song. True story, wrote this a while ago though!

Lyrics:

you know you are ready yeah?
so hold me tight like a teddy bear
i will hold you steadier
so hold me tight like a teddy bear

Verse:

guard me, drinking up this cardi
thinking at this party, i really wanna
barbie, wont say the real word,
cos i know i am real slurred,
checking on my phone, ill leave here, let it go
if ur at home, ill leave here, dont need me beer
cos i feel the same sober, when i see clear,
game over? shes here, im not, my heads gone
now im frozen in a time warp, fighting my war,
time is gone, like a clock thats never spun,
have i done? am i dumb? stuck, in a cycle
of comfortably numb, procrastonate, something fun
imaginate, somethings done, its not, its a knot,
u left my head in a mess, like a dreadlock,
bob marley, please, stop me calmly, downing this cardi
ill drink till i cant speak or i cant see,

chorus x 2:

you know you are ready yeah?
so hold me tight like a teddy bear
i will hold you steadier
so hold me tight like a teddy bear

Verse:

Hold me tight like a teddy bear, you know im ready yeah
i will never question ye, even if im stressing me, brain off
or we fall out like 4, we go n say lots n take shots, never fall, down
or walk out, if i can help it, cos till this, i felt helpless,
will this help us, or make it go wrong, no one, knew me well enough
how id been to seen hell n stuff, or seeing the devil,
f*cked up health, well a bit mental, guess my soul, was sold on rental

Teddy Bear

1st 3rd and 5th Verse : Young Sceptic
2nd and 4th Verse: Timbre
Video Version:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCKnx-fiZAg

Jorvik Radio Freestyle

Jorvik Radio Freestyle Feat. Young Sceptic

verse 1 (Timbre):

(bottle opens)
everytime i drink, i holla her,
everytime i drink vodka, and holla her
i swallow up, then follow her,
wallow through, a dutch, 
whipped like a dog collar yuh
such luck, she wanna fuck,
("HOWZAT")
i wish i could duck, like 1st bowl
first of all, i told, the cold hearted cunt,
i cant be done, by tricks, 
half of me, cant see this bitch,
trickery, especially when im skits
flicking weed, i bet shes sick of me
thats why shes mardy, n bickering
cos drinking this cardi, isnt fixing things("Shots On!")
but cravings, partly to blame in, this
situation, diminished waving, 
im finished saving! the friendship,
hating the pensive, waiting is senseless g
relationship, is dead, like cemotery
cant believe, the text your sending me
recomending me, to end it g
jealousy n envy, can turn your friends
to enemies, as i learnt,
see whos a snake("SSSSSSS"), toxic,
outlines burn, STOP IT
now my turn, for me to drop hits,
York on the map(*pen scribbles*), talking facts,
walking fast, skits out, flipped out in my past it
actions drastic, you is fake like
plastic, baked like a rasta is 
cant even contain my laughter kid (laugh)

Hook:

Holla her (scratched) x 4

verse 2 (Kid-B):

Holla her Gon on swerve pop my collar shirt Calling me,
but I'm not a perv don't want cheap Fitz Herbert never be that
don't stop her wanting me but really I don't have the key 
even if I wanted to. She wana piece of the slice 
that was always nice but now I got my swag on 
they're all running like mice ain't no carving knife 
she's a carving wife and I'm running all the light's 
tryna not follow the hype drink it's right. 
Looking all tempting, looking all hey, 
looking all woah looks wahey. 
Got to get some shade. N stop calling me babe. 
Coz your the d I'm the Ange. I'm the dot your the range out of sync 
I'm the bass your the highs different sides and 
how many guys receive your prize. Yelling to your tribe 
as you've been spreading lies you denied. 
Shot at goal but hitting wide ya so snide 
I'm done in  decided to not join ya ride watch out the tides coming


Hook:

Holla her (scratched) x 4

Killed It

Holla Her

Holla Her Feat. Kid-B

"2020"
"2020"

bullies, caused me numb, 
to the fullest portion 
cool kids, called them 
foolish, distortion to the truth, 
bruises and torment to the youth, 
caused me to turn to the booth,
causing burns to my zoots,
dark times, when kicked me n sparked fights
i wanted vengance like the dark knight
turned to zoots sparked lights
friends been life savers,
sparked lighters like light sabers,
3 years in, dont gas me up
cos u say my life major,
tinder, timbre, swipe right, match me up
im fearing, imma blow up like a live grenade huh
i guess then ill dominant like D Vader
i say fuck them, kicked me down,
rip them with the sickest sound around,
ill down a round of rum,
your style u ripped, your style been done,
i hope u fail in life, i hope your done,
i hope u realise, ive won,
ill toast a beer to life, cheers to you
heres to mine, beer or two,
im fearing cries, im hearing wild screams
chilling like chimes in my dreams
u only see one side of me,
but theres two, like dr jekyll and mr hyde see



19 old school lyricist?
boom bap rapper british kid
known out in york for ripping 
the sickest scripts, u wanna be missing this?
bars for days, unlike u wannabes
honestly, half of york are wannabes
cant even step to me, im the best on scene
flow is impeccable, vision is 20:20
is that the year or eyesight?
both, plenty henny and rhymes like
my year to burst in the limelight
known to rhyme tight, 
verse, hmmm maybe my times right
maybe you step back
n let the best at, rap here
appear chief, snakey but cowards fear me
u want my theory? jealousy n envy
can turn your friends in to enemies
weed filled my brain and then killed my brain
u sensing me? dont apologise now
now ive already cried out in misery
i can tell u want my money and soul
u aint killing me, i see my dreams
i see my visionary, 
no more hitting weed,
no more missing these, show more good times
im slipping stream, to bigger things
im fresh like listerine, n fresh off nicotine
my lifes good now, last thing to say,
fuck york, fuck town, fuck everyone about here

2020

(verse 1)

Tired of reading people mistakingly
Thinking your a mate, but you're changing to hating me
Everyone kicks me down, underestimating me
Sick and tired of life, tryna write, my mind down
Fed up of life now, why am I the scape goat?
That everyone hates loads, what did I do?
To cause your rage through, all night I pray alone
Not even religous, but anything to gimme hope

(HOOK)

All alone in the crowd, can't hear noise, can't hear sound
And the silence speaks so loud, when you are around 
All the things that you say, kind words to my face 
Whispers always change, from night into day

(verse 2)

I got two damn sides, Dr.Jekyll n Mr.Hyde
You know me as the unknown, mystery guy
With sick twisted, mysty eyes
Wait did I say 2? I meant 65
Thats it, 65 different lives
Finally, you envisaged mine
There's: drunk, fuming, done
Consuming, monster human
Me who my mates see
Timbre and theres Pagey

(HOOK)

All alone in the crowd, can't make noise, can't make sound, 
And the silence speaks so loud, when you are around. 
All the things that you say, kind words to my face, 
whispers always change, from night into day


(verse 3)

Pagey thinks "Redrum", rages then threatens
Mate please, I said "run", my eyes bled some
Iris' sketching, aren't quite digesting
Timbre is nice, but Pagey is the second
Side of me, so rightfully, I try to be
Nice to the, people who are nice to me, right
If you pop shots and sighting me, scoping, fighting me 
I'm roping, tying beats
Hoping u die u see

Dissposition

All Alone in the Crowd

Alone in The Crowd Feat. Alice Simmons

Bronx Niggas is an early release from A.L.I.A.S. and his upcoming album "On Top of the World! Chapter 2: An Urban Legend" This song is an anthem dedicated to all Bronx bred MC's who not only pioneered hip-hop music but who continue to help shape, mold and influence today's best rappers!

On Top of the World! Chapter 2: An Urban Legend

Bronx Niggas

starbeAm prod. ERLAX

flowerr

The song look back has a up north appeal with a Down South beat.  Art Donaldson demonstrates how easy it is for a up north artist to collaborate with a Down South artist.

Look back ft Johnny Made & Lotto

Shades Of BLK

Tankin / @nil-tanx
2021, it's raining again
Looking outside like bro it's the end
How do I feel when I'm dropping all these feelings like a pen
And I've been asking for opinions, given ratings out of ten
You and me. Go only two ways
One minute arguing the next is happy days
All the other ways, our friendships broken down
I hope it's just a phase
On the other call I laugh it off
Some help should come my way
Life gives you lemons, broken hearts are all around
Laziness and tiredness, it's got me feeling down
No more playing or the parties or moving town to town
Humans finally show their true colours during lockdown
Life hits you like a bitch, giving you a black eye
Losing all your courage And the chances that just pass by
Days feel the same, at this age, time does fly
Pessimistic, optimistic.
Wonder which one I will try?

Bridge:

Always running around my feelings are always stepped on.

I don't know?
It just seems I'm always wrong

Always running around, my feelings are always stepped on

I don't know?
One wrong move and then you're gone

(2×)

Chorus:

Life goes on and I'll find a way to make it go alright
I hope it goes alright

Life goes on
And I'll find a way to make it go alright
I'll make it go alright

we all wished for a new year, failed again,
wouldnt be surprised if salient aliens, sailed in
knocked us off track, derailment
too late for an assailant to even stab back,
no chance to be valiant, that's that,
this years like 2020, but 2020 bracket 1
we thought 2020 was mad? wait till crackers 2021,
plenty songs will tell this year to be a better,
but wait till the debts n tax set in,
before you try to set the facts, cos we're fucked but,
its too late now, well, nuff of the depressing facts,
still I'm only 20 so, I'm tryna have fun, writing my songs
lighting my lungs,
lets just hope we can get through this together
we need light to shine down, like the fatboy slims, right about now
fuck corona, let me fight that out, need a cigarette, let me light it now, aiming tracks, tryna snipe it out, in frightened doubt

Chorus:

Life goes on and I'll find a way to make it go alright
I hope it goes alright

Life goes on
And I'll find a way to make it go alright
I'll make it go alright

Life Goes On (PROD. by Hayku_)

25 | Singer-Songwriter | Prod | Mix Engineer | Rapper