Travis Barker - Just Chill lyrics
rate meI'ma just chill, lay low and stay breezy
out here these streets is so greazy.
That's why I get high, I'm in the coupe, finger to the sky
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Screaming out Fuck the world
My baby mama tripping, my son need Pampers
I'm schitzin for a cigarette, my lungs need the cancer
My liver's asking where the liquor's at
And more money more problems is the anthem
Sing along if you know this song
A ex con turned good forced to turn back hood
Turned loose to a world no good, every application rejected cause his record
And I done seen this movie to the credits
Living in this ghetto with no question
High blood pressure, stressin ... high gas prices searching for a high to supress it...
Some people turn to the church in search of hope
Looking for that ribbon in the sky
But it's a chair and a rope for most who can't cope
And a note when their last tears cried, goodbye
I'm a just chill, lay low and stay breezy
out here these streets is so greazy
That's why I get high, I'm in the coupe, finger to the sky
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Screaming out Fuck the world
I'm sick of lies they keep telling me
The bullshit propaganda that they're selling me
I just caught another felony and mama saying this time is all on me
She ain't bailing me out, no money for a lawyer so I'm stuck with a pd
rappin on the side with a cd, I keep asking him how does my case look
All he do is tweet and update his facebook
I had a fight last night on the tier... gave me 6 more months, but I'm looking at a year
Say he want revenge I'ma show no fear, don't make me have to earn another tattooed tear
Dear God, I wonder can You save me, because these 4 walls got me going crazy
My Shawty bout to have my baby, so me I gotta get it no if ands or maybes so fuck the world
I'ma just chill, lay low and stay breezy
out here these streets is so greazy
That's why I get high, I'm in the coupe, finger to the sky
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Screaming out Fuck the world
the game different, these young bucks got it twisted
All this snitching I can't get with it
I done seen dudes sell with a lizard to hug they kids and kiss their wife on a visit
These young chickens are out here bumpin kittens, male teens in skinny jeans they're out here switching
Mic Jack missin', the glove glisten, the moon walk, thriller theme, the jacket, 100 zippers
The earth shifting, the earth speaking, earthquakes in China, tsunami and Cali driftin' ...
I'm trying to circle the cow but cry and kiss it
If you believe all you can be then why enlistin'?
oil thieves in foreign land without permission, open your eyes ya ears, people listen
The last days is here dawg, the time is ticking
Until judgment day clear, I'ma just
I'ma just chill, lay low and stay breezy
out here these streets is so greasy
That's why I get high, I'm in the coupe, finger to the sky
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open
Screaming out Fuck the world.
Thanks to Andrei
Thanks to C.Bryson...aka..Unlawful for correcting these lyrics
