Chill

První track z nové chystané desky BPM. Release date 09. 09. 2009 :) <a href="https://www.last.fm/music/BPM/_/Chill">Read more on Last.fm</a>. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

[Chorus] Sky blue, the sun glistenin' I hear morning birds whistlin' Yesterday, I weren't listenin' But right now I feel different I've been down in the alley With darkness around me Where everything's cloudy and grey [Verse 1] Birds chirp as I slurp my brew I'm cool with the work I do Clock ticks and the world might move Time stops with a girl like you Perched high "word my dude" I observe life from a bird's-eye view Church tried hurt my mood But my sky pure right blue No piss taking I tell my demons they are mistaken I lift weights, eat less bacon I run with the sun that's wakin' Jumping rope 'til my legs achin' Bathing when the heat get bakin' Hiking when I need escapin' Stopping when the sight breathtakin' Cool, no cynical Vision when I'm by the swimming pool Sitting with a friend or two Sipping brews with them Chatting, chilling, skinny-dipping with a few women Just a simple musician Getting lewd when I'm in the booth spittin' sabertooths Ripping new rhythms scribbling cool shit to the syllabus Fittin' this shot of Remy got me merry Followed by a shot of Henny While I'm voluntary solitary Hands on my belly, bumping Macavelli Bopping by the chimney Then I get a cute message on my celly Who's this? That hottie Betty? Pretty spelling something like Halle Berry Hurry up money buddy come and get me Because I got another bottle with me Better bring your bare body quickly Bottoms up, we can swallow plenty We ain't gotta stop 'til the second bottle empty And then she unzips my fly, ah 'Til I twitch and wind with desire Wired up by her, shit is fire Sizzling like a kitchen fire Finna make a flying bitch sing higher Than the very high-pitched Mariah Higher than the little children's choir Busting the grill Richard Pryor Living like she, living my dream Sharing my life with the right queen Tearing my mics, getting my green Feeling mad like you know what I mean [Chorus] Sky blue, the sun glistenin' I hear morning birds whistlin' Yesterday I weren't listenin' But now I feel different I've been down in the alley With darkness around me Where everything's cloudy and grey But not today