[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