[Hook] Chillin chiilin by my side, vibe is on right Light a spliff or the night wogs to a fight Fi, fi, fire on the mic as the bu*tons alight Chilling chilling by my side, vibe is on right [Hando] Checked out in the background Hands down, sinkin' fat soles into brown town Intermix, it's a dish, the fresh breeze Seasoned with fine trees, kind vines wavering [Akeed] Over yonder past the lip, slip slide Tipped knives in the guise of flowers in plain sight Planes of existence coalesce into a contradiction Split afflictions sit atop of those solicited addictions Oh, slittin rhythms as a way to move fast Time naps as Nature wraps its arms around cracks Oh snaps, jazzy relapse on the way to the map Just clap for a moment fore we fade to that black [Hando] Backtrack round the world and map Pile on the pleasure with fool on tap Tap tap, it's another mourner foreigner Corpse lies flat, fallow world wants more So I pour, flame into zing, wear blades as a ring Mail another spring king, choppin' with a scale swing Grow ghouls like wings, ring bells that bring Mortal pains into gains, font of our spring [Hook] Chillin chiilin by my side, vibe is on right Light a spliff or the night wogs to a fight Fi, fi, fire on the mic as the bu*tons alight Chilling chilling by my side, vibe is on right