Songtext:
feat. Pep Love Klebefolie Grün [Chorus: The Grouch - repeat 2X] I'm gonna tell 'em that I'm not here Ain't taking no calls today Time to refresh and do it all my way Get off my back Not taking orders It's time to refresh, make tracks and sing Briefpapier Online [The Grouch] Bring about that piece of mind and recline Let your guard down and see what you find Inhale and exhale deeply, get loose Stretch out your muscles and squeeze you some juice Light that incense up and then bless your space Go to that place where the calm is on your face I promise that a taste of this is pure bliss High Class Escort Wien Where thought grows freely and minutes mean shit I'm up in it clean fit, dreamin' so vivid I let it all radiate, you see how I'm livin' Energized and rested, tested time after time I'm impressed with my body and mind My hobby's so strenuous I gotta cool out Focus on health so that I'm not ruled out Exercise my knowledge and abolish all stress Werbeberatung Leverkusen Get a good sleep and tomorrow I press Today I'm...
[Chorus x2]
[Bicasso] Now let's pretend that I was just born A niggas first breath, heartbeat, a life with no scorn Carrara Toskana It wasn't me, it was the egos of MCs they say The mic tempt me too But like the dollars makes 'em fishy dude ok The average day I got the duties of a lifeguard for myself When I'm swimmin' in a system makes it so hard But at the rest I just post up fine, Patrol my coastline and make the most of my mind Create the envelope and push it to the people on the avenue ferienwohnung kitzbühel The ones stuck in they offices, this world is a vacuum But my sauce it got some smack too Like on a Sunday afternoon I got you tuned into the spiciness Blended just right with this in the pocket like some jeans Or the rhythm of these funk strings and I might just get Another dosage of this slow shit It's bumpin in my system and my soul too, It's what I do when I'm alone, it's like some soul food Holz Bastelanleitungen I wouldn't just get up from the table man, it's too smooth This groove is better than any wrong thing And if the phone rings I'm'a hit 'em back now Let the song sing...
[Chorus x2]
[Pep Love] I'm unavailable for comment I'd rather go sail my boat and ride the tail of a Comet, inhale of the chronic, a glass of orange juice, Read a book, write a poem, Hike a trail in the forest dude! Breathe in fresh air Release pressure Extend and bend and strength yeah! Burn a incense, silence my mind in a instant Because now is the time and I'm in this It gets me open like Halls Mentholyptus Pine cones and eucalyptus leaves Mushrooms and wild flowers bloom And cool Cali breeze Make me feel superhuman I might fly a kite, go home rock the mic Throw on a song I like, call up my girl to bone I'm in my own world, a zone And it be them days like this when I don't answer the phone I'm clearing my space Excuse me while I take this brief intermission From out the rat race No hustle and bustle though my muscles are strong I just don't wanna do nothing But sing my song...
