Erick Sermon

Erick Sermon - Chillin' lyrics

(feat. Talib Kweli, Whip Montez)

[sample:] I don't care!

[Sermon:] Sermon..

[TKweli:] Ayo!

[Sermon:] Talib Kweli, uh

[TKweli:] Come on!

[Sermon:] Whip

[TKweli:] Jea!

[Sermon:] Def Squad, uh, yeah, Brooklyn, Long Island, uh-huh, Red Hook what

[TKweli:] Jea!

[Sermon:] Hah, Chilltown..

[TKweli:] Let's go!

[sample:] Once again, back is the incredible!

[Erick Sermon]

Yup, the rhyme animal, a different sample though

I change the flow so it go with the music

Yes, I'm doing this for y'all amusement

This here's serious, look your reaction

Kid, you ain't never seen Dubs in action, no

A veteran, I flow like I'm young, what

Yup, he sold more records, but son sucked!

Call me washed up, yeah, talk about me

I sound like me, you sound like Jay-Z

Duke, speak breezy, I come and touch you

Kid, I ain't never scared

homey, I bone crush you

Watch E do his thing

if this don't work come back like boomerang

Testing, microphones are o-o-on [car horn]

I'm g-g-gone

New York, stand up! (I don't care!)

[Sermon's hook]

Yeah, I'm on the block, man (chillin!)

I'm parked by the Rucker park, I'm just (chillin!)

Underground love my spot, I'm just (chillin!)

I'm in the big truck so (I don't care!)

Hah, I'm in the crib, man (chillin!)

With Whip and my nigga Talib, we just (chillin!)

It's like that, you know how it is, we just (chillin!)

And I get the paper so (I don't care!)

[Whip Montez]

MC, and ma, people call me Whip

I'm just (chillin) all alone, no one to be with, man

I took long, but I'm finally here

The most anticipated chick of the year, cheaugh

I came to flip and reverse game

every dude I touch get whipped lie my first name, and

Although I'm prissy, don't get it confused

I don't need to mess with you, I got plenty of dudes

Got the caramel skin, on the parallel twin

Heads keep turning like a carosel spins

I know for a fact, these women are sick

Cause these hos can't mess with this Dominican chick

Got the flag on my arm, it proves I am the bomb

All I do is speak Spanish and it works like a charm

I been ready, cause I payed my dues

Yo, this goes out to my Brooklyn crew

Yo (I don't care)

[Whip's hook]

You might catch me on the train, OK, I'm just (chillin!)

I ain't too big for the game, I'm just (chillin!)

I got the whole Red Hook with me (chillin!)

Roll through if you want, cause (I don't care!)

Yo, Def Squad got the girl, and now I'm just (chillin!)

I'm on the block, real tough, just (chillin!)

Y'all non-rapping chicks can keep (chillin!)

Talk if you want, cause (I don't care!)

[Talib Kweli]

Ayo, E is chillin! Kwe is chillin!

Whip in the house, Brooklyn in the building

Blood on the dance floor, sweat on the ceiling

When you get that feeling that gun concealing is a hobby

Nobody stealing shows like Kweli

Working on a new project while you chillin in the lobby

Keep it thorough, ain't real, guns don't kill

People kill people, but the Sun don't chill

But still, I stand cooler than a Minnesota winter

Nigga, hotter than the blocks where guns bust over dinners

Plus, all the sinners got dreams they running after

Working a 9 to 5 now is like you hustling backwards

That's why all these young girls in love with the rappers

Basketball players, and up-and-coming actors

Swimming with the sharks, and flirting with disaster

When the things you own start owning you, they your master

Yeah! (I don't care)

[Kweli's hook]

I got the yak in the back of the club, I'm just (chillin!)

With Whip and my nigga E Dub, we just (chillin!)

Nobody give a fuck about you, we (chillin!)

But I smack the shit out you, like (I don't care!)

So if you really want to know how it is, I'm just (chillin!)

Like audio, [?]tune milk[?] and kids, we (chillin!)

Material things that we shit, I'm just (chillin!)

You brag what you got, but (I don't care!)

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