The Chill lyrics

by

J Dilla


[Verse 1]
That's how you know this sh*t trill
Bad chicks come through and do more than just chill
Hating n*ggas run their mouths like motors, just chill
Life's a gamble, n*gga, f*ck what I'm dealt, just deal
No beef on my plate at the moment, just deals
All these thoughts as I roll in this kill
Time to show these square n*ggas who's controlling sh*t still
When I step up to bat, ain't no one in field
In fear, life of high, I'mma live it till I overdose
Meet the one, that's the number that's before the dos
This b*tch want a ring, hold it down and you know the ropes
In the meantime count blessings and sowing notes
n*ggas wear too many faces
I never had a fascination with total pros
Was looking forward to getting my point across
Judas want to be the center of attention, gotta know the role

[Hook]
Gotta know your role
School zone, n*gga, slow your roll
Claim king, you get overthrown
You get overthrown

[Bridge]
Either f*ck with the wave or run from the current
True chicks is in town, I want to concur it
Wanna name my favorite rappers, but none of them current
Why can't we all just reach success without f*ck sh*t occurring?
[Verse 2]
I know the game, roadie really got it mapped out
I wasn't selling, but the show was in that trap house
My PSI sound really what I rap about
The hardest n*gga pushing till they let fats out
A couple bands on your hand like Nelly, n*gga
Shells, my n*ggas, cologne, do you smell me, n*gga?
You ain't doing better, ain't sh*t you can tell me, n*gga
I'mma keep running sh*t until the feet fail me, n*gga
(Until my feet fail me, n*gga
Hold up, let me hear that)
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