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part two in a series
lyrics
chill the ill poet:
*i used to wear a mask - i put it back on the shelf
*now i act like myself
*you know i rap like myself
*you're looking at the champ, you see the stamp on the belt
*i just had to speak
*i just had to be felt
*i had to let go, let my words echo and reverberate
*my words are straight, unlike the shape of my vertabrae
*observe today, how we're fly like we're birds of prey
*absurd, but hey, it's chill the ill till the earth decay
*our purpose lay in between the lines of the words we say
*slowly, like wind through the hills, man we blow, free, over the contours of whole seas of life that enclose
*i speak too deep, but yo, you know me
*i may some shit that sound strange, but yo, my soul free from limits 1440 minutes a day
*my whole life a book, i just finished the page - on to the next chapter
*fuck what came before - it's about what's coming after
*that's what matter to master
*son, ya have to use your mind to see ahead
*moving up faster - the goal
*if you try hard - you can master the globe
*it really come down to the path that you stroll
*control of your thoughts thats the map to your soul
*but back to the flow
*it's chill the ill poet, yo my raps leave you froze
*cause i'm feeling so free
*it's your boy chill
*do you really know me?
*i'm feeling so free
*listen to the tracks, then you really know me
*now you really know me
*it's your boy chill
*i'm feeling so free
*and if you really know me, you listen to the tracks - got you feeling so free
*verse two, flying higher than the first flew
*i'm inclined to burst through, my rhymes in time immerse you in epiphany part two
*let's search through my mind, see what we find, cause that's the first move in the lifelong chess game of finding where the stress came from
*damn, i'm trying to change, son
*trying to keep it real, keep stepping through the rain, son
*now i see the clouds, stay prepared for when the pain come down
*a focused face, not a frown, renewed with the good vibes that's placed in the sound
*chill that fly rapper
*jay orchestrates the pound coming out the speakers
*sequence elevates the ground to new heights
*my crew is too tight
*set the room right
*each iller than a crew could do if they used two mics
*still distill my thoughts though i drop it super smooth like water when it moves through tubes to faucets or like moonlight
*life has been unreal still i feel prepared to do right
*lucky for the life i had, though the world confuse sight
*it will make you blind, waste your time, live the fools life
*that's just what i find, i'm just learning how to use life
*i'm just learning how to use life (learning how to use life)
*i'm just learning how to use life
*got to do it right, it ain't something you can do twice
*i'm just learning how to use life (learning how to use life)
*i'm just learning how to use life
*got to do it right, it ain't something you can do twice
*cause i'm feeling so free
*it's your boy chill
*do you really know me?
*i'm feeling so free
*listen to the tracks, then you really know me
*now you really know me
*it's your boy chill
*i'm feeling so free
*and if you really know me, you listen to the tracks - got you feeling so free
credits
from
In The Trunk,
released April 2, 2011
Chill The Ill Poet
Produced by Mister Jay
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