paroles de chanson Just Chill - Travis Barker
I'ma
just
chill,
lay
low
and
stay
breezy
I
hear
these
streets
is
so
greasy
That's
why
I
get
high
I'm
in
the
cool,
finger
in
the
sky
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Screaming
I'll
fuck
the
world
My
baby
mama
tripping,
my
son
need
Pampers
I'm
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
Turn
loose
to
a
world
no
good
Every
application
rejected
cause
his
record
A
lot
has
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
suppress
it
Some
people
turn
to
the
church
in
search
of
hope
Looking
for
that
ribbon
in
the
sky
But
there's
a
chair
and
a
rope
for
most
who
can't
hope
And
I
know
when
their
last
tears
cry
goodbye
I'ma
just
chill,
lay
low
and
stay
breezy
I
hear
these
streets
is
so
greasy
That's
why
I
get
high
I'm
in
the
cool,
finger
in
the
sky
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Screaming
I'll
fuck
the
world
And
man
I'm
sick
of
lies
they
keep
telling
me
The
bullshit
propaganda
that
they'd
be
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
Methin'
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
a
TA
Gave
me
6 more
months,
I'm
looking
at
a
year
Say
he
want
revenge,
I'ma
show
no
fear
Don't
make
me
have
to
earn
another
tattoo
tear
Dear
God,
I
wonder
can
You
save
me
Because
these
4 walls
got
me
going
crazy
My
shawty
'bout
to
have
our
baby
So
me
I
gotta
get
it,
no
If
there's
a
maybe
so
fuck
the
world
I'ma
just
chill,
lay
low
and
stay
breezy
I
hear
these
streets
is
so
greazy
That's
why
I
get
high
I'm
in
the
cool,
finger
in
the
sky
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Screaming
I'll
fuck
the
world
It
came
different,
these
young
bucks
got
it
twisted
All
this
snitching,
I
can't
get
with
it
I
done
seen
with
a
lizard
That
hug
they
kids
and
kiss
their
wife
on
a
visit
These
young
chickens
are
here
bumpin'
kittens
Male
teens,
the
skinny
jeans
they're
out
here
switching
Mike
Jack
missin',
the
glove
glisten
The
moon
walk,
thriller
theme,
the
jacket
a
100
zippers
The
earth
shifting,
the
earth
speaking
Earthquakes
in
China
tsunami
and
Cali
driftin'
I'm
trying
to
circle
the
car
but
try
and
kiss
it
If
you
believe
all
you
can
be
then
why
enlist
in?
All
you
thieves
without
permission
Open
your
eyes
and
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
I
hear
these
streets
is
so
greazy
That's
why
I
get
high
I'm
in
the
cool,
finger
in
the
sky
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Doing
about
100
in
the
fast
lane
Windows
wide
open
Screaming
I'll
fuck
the
world
1 Can a Drummer Get Some?
2 Can a Drummer Get Some
3 If You Want To
4 Carry It
5 Carry It
6 Jump Down
7 Jump Down
8 Devil's Got a Hold
9 Devil's Got a Hold
10 Let's Go
11 Let's Go
12 Saturday Night
13 Saturday Night
14 Cool Head
15 Cool Head
16 Raw Shit
17 Just Chill
18 Beat Goes On
19 Beat Goes On
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