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letra de chillin' - coops

[hook]
yeah, i’m chillin’
time k!llin’, nice women
roll up the weed while my minds billing
what a feelin’ got us floating through the ceiling
flowin’ through the ceiling
i’m chillin’, yeah, just time k!llin’
nice women, i feel like i’m spinnin’
roll up the weed while my minds be in
what a feelin’ got us
yo, yo

[verse 1]
i drop some science tryna build up an alliance
contemplating bout this place called zion
i let my thoughts fly on
the same piano you’d probably cry on
cause they ain’t on what i on i drink a guiness for iron
i got my eye on
the top spot cause i am a giant
and i’mma triumph
to switch on your mind like an appliance
supply the clients
they want the music like the violence
postin’ them to the sirens
living under these tyrants
(police siren)
too much sh-t been floating around
that’s why it’s not long till i’m holding the crown
cause not too many of us rappers holding it down
we just want some progression
but they slowin’ us, not me
i take it ’round the solar
bet they didn’t know i travel so far
see, the systems glitchin’, we got the poles switchin’
losin’ our religion, i can see the souls driftin’
see, my division is visionary
but the visions that i envision even are missionary
your minds in prison, i’m a prisoner to my spliff and henny
that’s the only way i escape you can use the telly
i just need some tribe called quest or some makaveli
depending on the vibe i get, i can hit ’em hard or gently
the bars are plenty, the stars are semi
i keep goin’ hard, don’t tempt me
i’ll blast an empty, until then

[hook]

[verse 2]
i’m dropping mathematics
equations that’ll leave your brain feeling static
i was raised in an era where we move so erratic
drugs, shooting, stabbing
put ’em in a booth, and i been all for the loot
see, i’ve been chasin’ money since i linked up with the crew
dodging, evading the feds that have nothing else to do
still, i made it out the ? , now i’m back up in my mom’s yard
bedroom used to be the f-cking trap when i was younger
i wonder, what kind of spell i must’ve been under
as i inhale and let my lungs swell up with the ganja
chasin’ these funds, but these funds barely feed the hunger
tell the politician suck my -beep-
i don’t give a ?
run the brand, russell brand, revolution’s on demand
got this world in my hands as i jot down my plans
i’m plottin’ on grands, want that position of power
man of the hour, you can watch me grow like a flower
smoking the sour, watching all these mcs cower
shivering as i’m delivering and crown me the river king
it’s either sink or swim
don’t know what kind of boat you think you in
me, i’m steerin’ noah’s ark, i think i’m him
? ? ? , just to vent from these labs
adventures in time, i’m tryna make the future rewind
see, we was mutually blind, until i opened up my eyes
now everybody knows my whereabouts
it ain’t hard to find

[hook]

- coops

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