ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
1999 WRITE THE FUTURE
Performer
The Pharcyde
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Stewart
Songwriter
E. Wilcox
Songwriter
LarIna Williams
Songwriter
Ricardo Thomas
Songwriter
T. Hardson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rock
Producer
Jasmine Chen
Recording Engineer
Segal Huredia
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Jack Doutt
Assistant Mastering Engineer
歌詞
[Intro]
Timeless, yeah
Uh-huh, what? Okay
Yeah, alright, oh, uh
Rick Rock
[Verse 1]
Globetrotter steppin' in hotter with the new fashion
Fasten your seatbelt, blastin' the beat summertime, summertime felt
Like the heat melted, the seats smashin'
Down PCH, watchin' waves crashin', my bass is everlastin', blastin'
Out the window like a drive by, kids wave, "Hi" when they see me drive by
Never told a lie unless I had to, once got busy in a Fatburger bathroom
Half-past noon, light up the boom, but the sign says, "Ain't no smokin' in the room" (What?)
Ain't no smokin' in the room, from the womb to the tomb, huh, we don't give a what
We don't do what we want, it is what it is and it was what it was
And I'm feelin' kinda buzzed as I watch it unfold
Think Imani went crazy, they say he went rogue
Nah, just hit the road and came home and ENVOGUE
With a mouth full of diamonds and a pocket full of gold
[Chorus]
Time is always marchin' on (Timeless)
All we know, will soon be gone (Timeless)
[Verse 2]
There's only so much shit I got time for
Otherwise I got a blindfold
There's only so much my mind holds
Reminds me of old school, winos
Shootin' shit behind the doors
Wastin' time while the wine pours
Meanwhile grandma shines floors
Feedin' kids that wasn't yours
As I explore from street to shores
Couldn't take the heat of this seat no more
Had to learn what I could, I was good with a little bit
It was all that I needed for a little shit
That's what they call me and I was cool with it
I got my hustle on, wasn't for the bullshit
I watched them push money straight to the pulpit
Bitch, we ain't rich, who you foolin'?
[Chorus]
Time is always marchin' on (Timeless)
All we know, will soon be gone (Timeless)
[Verse 3]
Full of flavor, check the status
No doubt about it, this is magic
So far I'm swaggin' on these maggots
You know I'm bad like Michael Jackson
I fly around like I'm Aladdin
Passport tatted, they mad at it
I gave her the D, now she's an addict
Like it was codeine or acid
Never should have told her she could have it
Now she totally erratic
Another good girl turned ratchet
When I smash it, turn into a habit, you know
Stay up late like I'm Batman
Chomp pills like I'm Pac-man
Funny style **** can't build, just keep it real, ****, goddamn
Beats bang like pots and pans
Murked shit like Son of Sam
Work, work like that Fergie jam
Your girl know who I am
Top Shotta, Ciroc Vodka
Party in Vegas, I'm Frank Sinatra
Steak and lobster, still keep it underground
I ain't never been a fake mobster
[Chorus]
Time is always marchin' on (Timeless)
All we know, will soon be gone (Timeless)
[Outro]
Don't let your life pass you by
You can make it right
One day at a time (Timeless)
Written by: D. Stewart, E. Wilcox, LarIna Williams, Ricardo Thomas, T. Hardson