L.A. Posse - Loungin' lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Breeze ] Loungin, a lazy sort of topic To do nothin at all is the goal, you know, the object You just relax and your body gets weak And sometimes your mind can't find the time to even think Still in bed, had my pillows all set up I'm glad I had a remote because I didn't wanna get up A knock at the door, oh no, a problem's evolved Nah, I wasn't gettin up if it was skins involved Flicked the channel on 4 to chill and watch the Cosby's A ring from the phone, who could it be? Oh, the posse Picked up the phone and all I heard was ba** poundin Asked the kid what he was doin and I replied, "Loungin" "Put on your clothes, tonight we're gonna wing it" Nah, not tonight, my man, I can't swing it Hung up the phone, no way my life was gonna be ruined No need to ask what's happenin cause you know what I'm doin [ VERSE 2: Breeze ] Here's a perfect example of loungin For those who don't understand, well, I'll change it all around and Put it in a way so you won't forget And for all you fight fans, boxing is the subject The fight of the year, at least that's what we all thought Went to Atlantic City and a ticket I bought Watched all the other boring fights, now here's the main event And it better be good cause all my money is spent The fight was Tyson and the Spinks Jinx, and, 'oh brother'... From the opening bell he was running for cover Shaky to start and none of his punches landed Tyson hit the fool and he almost got branded Changed his approach, looked like he started to get busy But he started to get dizzy, I'm wonderin is he Have hope, nope, op, here came a shot to body He fell to one knee but he got up around 3 The Spinks Jinx wasn't nothin but a hoax You don't believe me, watch the tape where he flew through the ropes 91 seconds is all the time it needed For him to get beat, you know, defeated Yo, the People's Champion is what he claimed Talkin smack got him cracked and almost maimed Didn't get up till they cleaned up, he really took a poundin Asked my man this when he hit the canvas: Yo Spinks, what you doin man? Eh... I'm loungin [ VERSE 3: Breeze ] So now you know what loungin means, so just proceed to Do what I do, don't ask why because you need to Sit back, relax, in fact take a chill If you don't or you won't don't worry because I still will Loungin is my hobby like Bo Jackson's is football My second occupation is what you could call It, it's not a sport, there's no scores, no point scored What we have in common I found out we take time-outs Yo, there ain't no halftime after I say my last rhyme Handed down to generations, a favorite pasttime You can't lounge, who the hell you think you're foolin You need some lounge schoolin and I'mma keep coolin Who needs to be hype on every record you make Why don't you chill for a second and give it a break I'm speakin to whoever, whether it's you or your crew'n No need to get excited cause you know what I'm doin Eh... I'm loungin