CHILL PILL (REVISITED)

[CHORUS]

I need a chill pill.

'Cause my life is going downhill.

I need a chill pill.

'Fore I kill this opportunity with my skill.

I need a chill pill.

And I need a refill.

I need a chill pill.

'Cause my life is going downhill.

 

[VERSE 1]

I'm sick of saying that I'll do this and that crap tomorrow.

People say when it comes to hip-hop, I am Picasso.

But I'm unrecognizable at my school.

I know if I rap, I'll just get ridiculed.

Abused, refused, doomed,

By the goddamn retards that exclude me.

One day I'll rock the competition like Rock-a-Bye Baby,

And people will wanna be me.

I'll sell records and make money.

Like the Energizer Bunny.

Your money funny, I'm hungry,

Killing the hip-hop industry.

All these mofos disagree.

Mofo, I AM ME!

Am I crazy, well, maybe.

But I don't care, I AM FREE.

 

[CHORUS]

I need a chill pill.

'Cause my life is going downhill.

I need a chill pill.

'Fore I kill this opportunity with my skill.

I need a chill pill.

And I need a refill.

I need a chill pill.

'Cause my life is going downhill.

 

[VERSE 2]

(A'ight, lemme switch it up.)

Walk up in here, smells like competition.

On a mission, I'm dissin', yo, your brain missin'

Yeah boy, got that ambition, addiction.

A kid in Cali, is he scared? Hardly!

Drive up on a Harley, knock out haters like Ali.

Guys on lean, they rap like zombies,

But I make their brain freeze, it's a breeze.

My raps contaminate you, it's like a disease,

Million degrees, on trees, always on the grind,

I'm a mastermind, get your brain wiped,

I'm fear defined, refined, it's really the new me.

Lemme do a refrain, I'm gonna get that money, like the Energizer bunny.

Understand? Hip-hop is like a shark tank, but I'm Jaws,

Eat up competitors in a ten-second snippet, bars!

The sickest lyricist, you gon' wish your career never existed,

The twisted, wicked, addicted, committed, spit the sickest shit,

I'm the sickest, listen to the flows I vomit,

I'm out of this world, I'm a rocket.

I smoke haters like weed, I dreamed I would spit fire.

Light a lighter, this is my empire, and you ain't gotten any brighter,

But I've gotten higher on the food chain, pour the champagne,

Stay in your lane while I speed by in a Lamborghini,

I know, pretty cheesy.

These girls say I'm dreamy.

But forget that, I'm on the stage, it's showbiz,

Cope with me, I'm a wordsmith,

First six words, they go crazy, they see a genius,

Delirious, big city of fakers, make 'em get frayed nerves,

You got the nerve to step to me? I'ma throw a tomahawk, I'm a hawk,

Better than Tupac, this isn't hopscotch, throw away the chalk!

Drop bombs, pop stars got nothing on the beats I pick.

This shit will go platinum, sprang from

Nothing to something, must bring more heat,

Flows as concrete as my-- career.

Sipping root beer, smoking weed, higher than the atmosphere.

This storm severe, a year later, upgrade good shit to platinum shit.

I gotta go, I am a god, the glow in a fire,

About to burn down the RapPad community.

Ya'll been a great audience

DJSP signin' out

PEACE MOFO!

 

[CHORUS]

I need a chill pill.

'Cause my life is going downhill.

I need a chill pill.

'Fore I kill this opportunity with my skill.

I need a chill pill.

And I need a refill.

I need a chill pill.

'Cause my life is going downhill.