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No Time For The Jibba Jabba

by Timid

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1.
Ready For It? 02:34
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2.
You Will Hear Me 05:22
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Who Am I To... 04:36
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Keep Walking Pt. 1 01:12
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Travelin' Man 03:30
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Keep On Groovin 03:52
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Ain't That A Shame 04:04
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No Time For The Jibba Jabba 04:08
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Bringing The Awe 04:35
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Bring The Awe by Timid Word to life I’m disgusted with these busted bastards Bringing the boring, bragging while I bellow with laughter The average grammar, stamina stammering, stuttering Ignorant mutterings confusing amusement with love for them Too many think they can do it too. Any distinct traits? No. Only the same face, so nothing like race hate I just detest the taste of feces force-fed To adolescences attentive to lessons that lessen and bred A negative stereotypical visual of vanity Homoerotic fantasy, disrespecting the man in me With self-respect abandoning, esteem issues Extreme misuse of truth, guilty of ‘I’m real’ abuse Where’s my noose? Someone said y’all should get lynched Take my mic cord tighten till your vocals snore, pinch A loop for the knot, if you will not, behave I’ll open the trap door and force you off my stage [Chorus] x2 It’s like armageddon , these bars are bettin’ That these stars are beggin’ for my fall but brethren I was called to get ‘em they all regrettin’ The lessons that I’m expressin’ when I’m bringing the awe You forced me here, you all will hear Am I talking about you? Let the roll call be clear I’m talking to you slaves whose chain hang low You cats are played, always looking for someone to show Talking about making some hits, how about making some sense Perpetuating perpetrating just to make yourself rich It’s not, a style to go out and act like a child Like it’s all allowed to be foul and just pop off at the mouth People died for you to arrive in this life and these times To do more than just rhyme about your watch cut shine Ingrates, who debate it, displays how we live The question is, are you embarrassed it’s the best you can give? The cut of your jib, impressed by ghost riding a whip Whose gonna ride for the ghosts that died because of the whip I’m sick, of half of the bull that gets passed and pulled By fools walking around sagging like their diapers full [Chorus 2x] I bring with a purpose, my pain to the surface And the shame that hurts us, for change, cause it’s worth it Nothing is working, Chuck D spoke and I heard it His words were, ensure you’re, bringing the awe with a fervor Too many deserters, settle to peddling murder Who never go further, it’s not credible to revel in nurture It’s incredible the available level of sellable urban Merchants, who in earnest trade melanin for purchase With advertisements worded with us as insurgents So nervously working, waiting to cause a disturbance I’m perturbed at the herder and sheep for the disservice Of, making it worse, were you thinking wallet or purse When spit balling your verse, that leads Mercedes to hearse It’s like we purposely search, the way to Hades from Earth It seems we want to be cursed, but I used to love her, word So much I’m determined to be the one bringing the cure [Chorus 2x]
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Keep Walking Pt. 2 01:29
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11.
My 2 Sense 01:57
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They Got You Thinking That The Sounds Of Blackness Is The Same As The Round Of A Gat Click, Like That's It. I Beg To Differ Because I Deliver Developmental Pictures Served With A Side Of, “Get Your Act Together” Now Where’s My Tip, Cheap Bastard, Bragging With Average Candor Can’t Hold A Candle To My Mantle You’re Far Below My Standard I’m High, No Lie, 420 Guy Not I Smoke Don’t Reach The Plane In The Sky I Fly If Not Then I Go Deep And Dare To Swear What We Don’t Speak Bush Did It, Proof Is Free, Yet Talk Is Cheap Picture That Ism. Who’s Brave Enough For The Wisdom? To Know That You’re Still Slave Sucking On The Jism Get Some, And Then Some And Still Some More Undulate Your Spine And Inhale Until Your Lungs Are Sore I Just Don’t Like That Guy, Mortified At Why Anybody Would Entrust Their Lives To A Lie Like Give Up All Your Privacy So They Won’t Hurt You Ironic Like Pi Don’t Repeat But Describes A Circle Look It’s Not Rocket Science, Voluntary Compliance If You Don't’ Exercise Your Right To Question With Defiance The Shadow Knows And Your Paying Through The Knows 1040’s Got Control, Like That Ain’t Money They Stole No Soul, Demon Spawn Of Greed Not Green Global Economy Has A Rainbow Of Currency You’ll See, Inconvenient Truths To The Point Where Corruption And Abuse, Isn’t Even News
12.
Let Freedom Ring 03:24
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To let freedom ring true in the ears of every man Woman and child it's time to take a stand Because the plan don't include you and I There's truth in lies like what Bush describes As the terrorists being jealous of our liberty Asking the middle least is the enemy them or we You for tail in your tales of democracy Mr. President it's evident to me it's hypocrisy The green eyes that I see eyes the green and black gold The facts told, you’re that bold you’re that cold Let freedom ring true in honor of victims That died innocent in a quest for another's riches 911 was whored as leverage to force the message Of your agenda of by fear to legitimize your methods Your pride is senseless and your lies endless We're tied bound and gagged and our lives defenseless Even minds are rendered useless of all reason Recount your own actions and speak to me of treason The Patriot Act, call it the Bin Laden initiative Citizens get treated like the Taliban did them Or Redcoats did pilgrims in the name of England Independent thoughts lead unsatisfied men Skull and Bones marks the mantle of danger Redirecting our anger to shadows and distant strangers Let freedom ring From the slums to the ears of God Let freedom ring From the babes in their mothers arms Let freedom ring From Iraq Israel Let freedom ring From America before we sell The revolution will be televised Because when I get a chance to tell them lies I'm going on the television to tell a vision Channel 0's the only place the people will listen Islam you call a Jihad to settle a score I understand your pain by holy men don't war And Allah or God don't want that blood on their name Especially innocent lives you take in vain Cradle of civilization? Dome of the rock, to say the least If that's the case, no wonder there is no peace From the Potala in Lhasa to Beijing's Red Square Picture monks staring down gun barrels full of fear Let us be clear, all men are created equal But nurture has a way of turning the people evil China took lessons from the British and communists Now Taiwan is a target for imperial dominance Give us us free from Pyonyang to the Sudan Freedom to have the peace in our lives that we should have Freedom from your greed at our expense Freedom from you getting ahead by putting our lives at risk Free of for me to practice Falun Gong in peace And not have children tortured to make me cease Freedom for prejudices forced against my people Freedom to walk among my brethren and fear no evil Let freedom ring From the slums to the ears of God Let freedom ring From the babes in their mothers arms Let freedom ring From Iraq Israel Let freedom ring From America before we sell
13.
Better Days 03:41
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14.
Keep Walking Pt. 3 01:13
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15.
Hard Lessons 03:02
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16.
View From Afar 04:38
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17.
30 More Years 07:02
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30 More Years by Timid More microphone fiends, more get right at home themes More Ramone graf art in Beat Street viewing scenes More Boogie Down in production, more hooping loud at functions More jamming the box beat knocks with speakers bumping Sneakers jumping jivin’ jukin’, yo more good lookin’ With pats, daps, hugs and more hand shooken More kicks with no laces, more smiles on faces More miles walked in somebody elses places More fresh soul sonic mega force crush crews More cardboard crowds, more to show and proof More perculatin’ steppers, more perpetrator checkers More crazy cuts, rippin’ on records like Reckless More get your hands up! More in the air! More waving them around like you just don’t care More yes yes y’all! More we don’t stop More break of dawning, yo just more Hip Hop [Chorus] 2x So Yes yes y’all, get ‘em up we don’t quit More beats, more breaks, for the love of it It’s like that y’all, that y’all and we won’t stop More scratching and rapping until they call the cops More emcees, deejays, b-boys and girls More graf, more of rap’s impact on the world More block parties chillin in the place to be More cold lampin’ just my DJ and me More our own showing throwing and our own show going More dropping of knowledge and science when you’re flowing More Africa medallions, more Ladies First More Top Billin’, more of that entrepreneurial work More Fat Boys rapping, more cats that’s 3x Dope More 5 Minutes full of Funk and 6 Minutes till the show More Fighting for your Rights and Walking this Way More Yo Jay, more Kids that Play more for the day More being in the middle when they yell ‘Where ya at?” More kings and queens and more calling my brother black More making moves, ‘cause what have we got to loose More of Mars talking about, ‘it’s the shoes money the shoes’ [Chorus 2x] More kangols and rope chains, bring ‘em back More five finger rings and more hats to the back More of the soul, plugging it in, 1, 2, 3 More getting crazy with the legs and letting it flow free More songs to Roxanne, more letters to Evette More needing love, showing love and more housing the set More la di doddi, ‘cause we still likes to party More two step, kick step and moving your body More packing the floor, more bum rushing the door More being too legit to quit and coming back for some more More politicin’ when we’re kickin’ and giving where we’re living More having faith in our culture like it was a religion More letting them witness, the strength of street knowledge More wisdom in the rhythm and just more going to college More of the past 30 years staking a claim and making a name More of making a change and 30 more of the same [Chorus 2x]

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No Time For The Jibba Jabba states that Timid has no time for the rampant nonsense in Hip Hop and the world mentality, through that Head Nod music, and shows that lyricism, intelligence, and good Hip Hop isn’t dead. The album contains seventeen cuts mostly produced by Timid himself and features production by Domingo (Big Pun, KRS-ONE, Eminem, G-Unit, etc.), Lotto, and Grand Daddy I.U. On No Time For The Jibba Jabba Timid tackles topics that range from light hearted and up beat, deeply personal and political and does it all without the need for language censorship.

No Time For The Jibba Jabba is that Hip Hop album for Hip Hop heads that are looking for what they are missing in Hip Hop and for those that just want more from their music.

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released December 1, 2007

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