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Timing Is Everything
Hip-Hop/Rap
Timing Is Everything was released on March 1, 2019 by D.Steed as a part of the album Alpha - EP
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Release DateMarch 1, 2019
LabelD.Steed
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
D.Steed
D.Steed
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D'Marrea Steed
D'Marrea Steed
Songwriter
Travis Levy
Travis Levy
Songwriter

Lyrics

Keepin it movin, illusive—make no excuses
Coolin, groovin thru illlucid and lucid,
In the sky dropping diamonds wit Lucy.
Spittin acid not loogies.
Kapoofin medullas like hookahs
When the ink -hit the loose leaf.
Carpe Diem
Veni vidi vici
Rip apart my heart
And I’m still breathin
On ya conscious
Knocking thru ya noggin
Rockin thru ya body
Dropping knowledge & talkin philosophies
Shit done switched up
Let’s Pop it off
Around the block, innocent or not dodgin cops,
Shit done switched up, around the clock—
Losin track of time. Can’t keep up
Right through my hands slips the sands of time.
Praying I’m starin eye to eye with paradise before my demise.
The mind runnin a million miles a minute.
We can add up and multiply the energy
Neva divide or subtract from the fact
That we are better together, thats simple mathematics.
Thoughts on thoughts
Goin crazy, overthinking
Physical form is anxious soul is meditation
My essence is pressing against the pressure
Shit done switched up
Let’s Pop it off
Around the block, innocent or not dodgin cops,
Shit done switched up, around the clock—
Losin track of time. Can’t keep up
The Clock burnin
Tables turnin breaking bread
Yo mouth runnin
So why the hell you standin still I
What you doin for the people ?
Are you true to yourself?
What’s really real?
Stop takin up air
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
So don’t be scared to make a change.
The heart tickin with the tock see
A real one can make it skip a beat
In one hand I’m counting minutes
The other hand, seconds passin me up.
Around the clock, losing track of time— can’t keep up
Need to rewind or unwind wit a shawty or sumn,
And she bet not wine unless she got some cheese fa me.
She say I’m prime, but I get Betta every Sunday.
If you wanna get high, I prefer papers but we can get blunted.
And you can spend the night if you wanna.
Shit done switched up
Let’s Pop it off
Around the block, innocent or not dodgin cops, s
Hit done switched up, around the clock—l
Osin track of time. Can’t keep up
Written by: D'Marrea Steed, Travis Levy
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