Chillin' - Coops

Yeah, I’m chillin'

Time killin', 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 killin'

Nice women, I feel like I’m spinnin'

Roll up the weed while my minds be in

What a feelin' got us

Yo, yo

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 shit 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

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 to uni, now I’m back up in my mom’s yard

Bedroom used to be the fucking 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

Sent from devine, just to vent through these lines

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