Sid Madrid - Just Chillin' lyrics

JUST CHILLIN' [Solace Zeta] HOOK: [We're, just chillin'/chillin'/just chillin'] x 4 Verse 1: Lamping on the roof/ Lounging with a boost/ From the sound/ Smoke up the pound/ Say “word,” toke the herb & pa** it around/ ‘til we so high we can't come down/ Let loose with 80 proof Grey Goose/ So I'm laid back on the track just like a caboose/ Bringing up the rear relaxed/ Clear, ringing like a bell cause we're bringing it back/ Don't want to be weak so let's be bold/ Seek out the truth untold/ Watch our lives unfold/ Like vines over time getting unrolled/ We laugh aloud/ Watching time pa** underneath the clouds/ When I toke up to what is sung/ I soak the smoke up with my lungs/ Like a sponge/ At peace my release is like a rag being wrung/ My mind contemplates the memory of an old man's comment/ He told me what I'd find if I looked at my fate & thought on-it/ I realized as he an*lyzed my behavior/ He knew more about what I do than my neighbors/ The knowledge his words contained/ I witnessed at long last as he explained/: “Time'll pa** by into the past if you're always smoking the ganja/ Oblivious to when it's time to go until it's upon-ya”/ I'll remember that/ Because it speaks in ways unique & abstract/ But I got my brain off track/ With thoughts outlandish/ Like the Earth is the canvas/ And nature is the artist/ Drawn in vivid detail it feels real ‘cause the colors are the sharpest/ I have a tendency to constantly be the an*lyzer/ Especially in my current state it's my fate to be hyper/ Never wanna be a goner/ So ever do I ponder/ While I let my mind wander/ On the ganja/ Not even a reason to be upset/ ‘cause I'm always set/ To release tension through my tongue/ I conclude live fast & die young/ May be true but time flies when having fun/ Is too, so we enjoy what we do by the moment/ It's possible I never would've known-it/ But the way to go is through feeling/ That's why we're, just, chilling… [HOOK] x 4 Verse 2: There is no black & white only gray/ 'cause life's all a dream we wake up to each & everyday/ These are the thoughts that reach my mind/ While the sun's creeping along the skyline/ While we sleep away the afternoon/ In the summer with the flower's full bloom/ Smoking weed, tripping mushrooms, or just sipping liquor/ Rocking laid back in wicker/ Talking, about what we're reminded of looking at the sky's pictures/ Floating with the winds like waves in the sands/ Clouds dance across the oceans of the sky's lands/ See poetry is the language of nature's essence/ Contained before us our perspective in frame of reference/ Every crab has its shell/ It is within ourselves/ That our ambitions dwell/ Poetic philosophy is the way I convey the knowledge I express/ So-let-it solidify like pottery to give you an edge over the rest/ The virtually abstract an*lysis of the physical realm/ I surgically dissect info until even the pitiful remains overwhelm/ In awe, I never tire or being able to admire the sunset over the mountains/ Feeling colors rushing over me like spring water stemming from fountains/ The ornate design sates, empowers & nourishes/ My surfeit of inspiration like a flower causing it to flourish/ Shining-bright & glamorous as a star as are my similes and metaphors/ Combining-right on par so I blossom & cause-'em to vividly take shape with contours/ Know that it's the fertilizer required/ For me to grow & acquire the status desired/ Yet even then I'll still be in style when I'm chilling/ ‘cause I wanna & I'm never gonna forget the feeling when/ We're, just, chilling… [HOOK] x 4