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Something Serious - EP

by TYMMYT

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1.
(Yah yah) -Verse 1- I don’t make dope dealer music I make dope music Never needed hard drugs for amusement 'Cuz Mary Jane is the lady in my life She tingles my spidey senses And by the end of the night I’m floating like a stringless kite on solar winds Spaced out in my room til I’m dreaming Of fanciful feline frenzies with kittens so trendy They trending internet memes And while you pipers picking pickle hoes I’m getting green like piccolo Toking smoke with chicks who touch they toes Every time they play my songs off they stereo And Sure I wanna “do see do” with 'em under covers for a moment But I can’t sit back and watch these inferiors think they hot ish 'Cuz it’s been a while since I was pushing mozzarella Now I got the cheddar Oh I remember way back when my best friends weren’t jacking me, passing me by like the girl from the far side of Ipanema Now they surprised like DMX: “What!? His lyrics so complex! Ain’t no way no academic spittin' bars and riding the beat like he in a Lexus!” Well Guess what y’all I am (Turn the trumpet up) (Trumpet solo) -Verse 2- And you know I chief when I’m chilling with my peeps Our pockets may be bare not Berenstein But we cool naturally, no need for maybelline We be copping Zipcars to bars where they think I’m Bruno Mars to get in for free But at parties they say: “Look it’s TYMMYT! Oh! Ay dios mio! He’s so frio with lyrics so lethal!” 'Cuz I be murdering flows like a young professional and arresting styles Take on any rapper downtown and if they don't bow down I’ll have the whole crowd help me put em in a mound But now, the only issue I ain’t overcome, 'Cuz peeps been sheisty so it’s hard for me to even trust: Bruh, these chicks Anita Baker giving me sweet love, But I think they faker than artificial sweetener Nowadays they always fake as artificial sweetener Why they always fake as artificial sweetener We’re all searching for a real love (oh x2)
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-Verse 1- I want to keep you all to myself Never want you to be with someone else it’s your choice at the end of the day But I’m better than him in every single way. I’m concerned with the wrinkles in your brain I’m quick to caress your body I’m all about you like a Netflix craze You’re the only one I see when I hear the word "impregnate" And sun rays couldn’t warm me like your touch So why am I afraid? Guess I’m thinking too much -Chorus- Too much (x4) -Bridge- What if you only love me 'cuz the ones you’ve had before left you with a bad taste? (Oof) Will I find out that you're not for me when another one pulls up in a wraithe? (Oof) Do you only keep me around 'cuz I make ya thighs quiver and quake? -Chorus- Too much (x8) -Verse 2- Lately I been thinking love is a crutch, A kryptonite so bright you’d probably think it was lust Sets ya soul on fire til you completely combust But who gon' sweep you up after it’s said and done? (Oh) And losing it hurts like "ow ow" Catch ya by the toe you’re the tiger screaming out -Bridge 2- You said you would stay when everyone goes home. My thoughts can’t believe you won’t leave me all alone. -Outro over Chorus- Too much I’ve been thinking too much Too much I’ve been thinking too much
3.
(Yeah) (Groovy) ("Dayuuum") (A new freedom x3) (Woo!) -Chorus- I feel so free (so free) I feel like rays of the sun (rays of the sun) I feel happiness like when you’re next to me (when you're next to me) Anything can be done (anything can be done) -Verse- I was in a hurry Running from my worries Winter was so blurry Felt the pain in flurries Warmth healed me from hurting Fed my heart like nursing Now the chains are breaking This ain’t no recurring nightmare All my fears Done dissolved (dissolved) Alive like MJ Off The Wall (hee hee) This a new freedom from what you’ve seen But all natural like the birds 'n bees No fleas can bite off of this feeling My seeds endured and are flourishing Don’t seek rewards or material gleam My sheen is inward and just for me Let’s sing -Bridge- My soul’s at peace within me Balanced between full and empty -Chorus- I feel so free I feel like rays of the sun I feel happiness like when you’re next to me Anything can be done -Outro- I feel so (free) I feel so (free) I feel so free (so free) I feel so (free) I feel so free
4.
-Chorus- I’d give you a classic But this whole class sick How’re we healin' I’d give you classic But this whole class sick Afraid of feelings I’d give you a classic But this whole class sick Can anyone hear them? I’d give you a classic But this whole class sick I want to heal them -Verse- I’m...more than a rapper. I’m an artistic musical master of ceremonies Who rathers His ordinary sprinkled with passions never observed, So sit and observe And watch how a nerd Flirts with the words Like juries flirt with guilty verdicts. So unnervous, my nerve is an inspiring virus. Never cocky but my confidence been multiplying. I even wrote this verse on papyrus as a New Testament to show exactly how I’m arriving. Nah, I’m jiving I wrote this joint on my screen Typed it with keys after meandering mindlessly through internet BS 'Cuz that’s how I destress. Or maybe I just repress... Damn it, now I can’t re-press these apps (nah nah nah) 'Cuz they contributed to the numbness I’m feeling inside myself I logged off for a week and felt a freedom softer than the felt of a newborn puppet or a pup bred from Pomeranian and Samoyed Boy, I enjoyed it My clairvoyance went up by one hundred percent It started making more sense Life can be so morbid I imported my importance to the digital realm Timmy Turner’s “Internet” is the fate i befell Shout out big bro George Orwell My class all here too so oh well -Chorus- I’d give you classic But this whole class sick How are we healin' I’d give you classic But this whole class sick Afraid of feelings I’d give you a classic But this whole class sick Can anyone hear them I’d give you a classic But this whole class sick I want to heal them

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The world of "Something Serious" sits at the eye of a tornado compromised of jazzy sounds, unique drums patterns, and unshakeable basslines. Clocking in at around 10-minutes, the 3rd independent EP of Atlanta rapper TYMMYT displays the rapper honing in on the "stream-of-consciousness" style of rapping seen in singles such as "Artificial Sweetener", which opens up the EP. Backed by the production genius of New-York based and Atlanta-bred artist DJ Ogun (aka Ajani Nanabuluku), TYMMYT brings listeners into his very thought process on topics of, loyalty, love, happiness, and the pain of his youth, as if it were all one panoramic snapshot of his identity.
(In support of the powerful efforts made by protesters around the globe surrounding the Black Lives Matter Movement, 100% of the first week proceeds from this project will be donated to The Innocence Project, an organization that works to exonerating the wrongly convicted.)

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released June 8, 2020

All lyrics and melodies by Timothy Trumpet Jr.
All production by Ajani Nanabuluku
Singers - Max Satow (Track 3), Madeline Moneypenny (Track 4)
Trumpet - Timothy Trumpet, Jr. (Tracks 1 & 2)
Engineering - Damean David (Track 1), Max Satow (Tracks 2-4)

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TYMMYT Atlanta, Georgia

Timothy Trumpet, Jr., better known by his stage name TYMMYT (pronounced Timmy T) is an American rapper, singer, and trumpeter from Atlanta, Georgia. He proceeded to create a buzz for himself while attending Bard College releasing various tracks on Soundcloud. This quickly led to his partnership with fledgling record label, CART Music with which he released his debut EP “The Blue Heart EP”. ... more

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