Erick Sermon - Chillin' lyrics

[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 s**ed! 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 n***a 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 hoes 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 k** People k** people, but the Sun don't chill But still, I stand cooler than a Minnesota winter n***a, 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 n***a E Dub, we just (chillin!) Nobody give a f** about you, we (chillin!) But I smack the sh** 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 sh**, I'm just (chillin!) You brag what you got, but (I don't care!)