[Hook]
Never chill out. Rarely breath out.
Before the moment begins it can be over.
360 degree visual panorama
High peaks and valleys, lots of happiness and drama
Must chill out. Should breathe out
The hour might have been bad. You'll enjoy a minute
720 day double panorama
The stress eats you up. Bubbles in your stomach.
[Verse 1: Timbuktu]
Stuck in a fever. Spiral aiming downward.
How can you sieze the day when you can't even see them?
But now we're turning right around and throwing away all the rules
Time is like the wind I've caught in my sail.
Carpe f***ing ventum. Stuck in a waiting room.
If it doesn't work I'll stand with JaQe in the middle.
You can ask Chords, our philosophy is new now.
Juju went to its grave but we're travelling to the sky now.
Ask whoever you like everyone knows we go all in.
F*** it I'm nearly 40, not one minute to lose.
No children but I want some. Hard to stand still.
My will is like iron so I call it parsley.
Music and I are like Don Quixote and Rocinante
And we're trying to turn turds into diamonds
Hold my hand tight, cause I so easily float away.
If God turns his back maybe the devil is right.
[Hook]
But never chill out. Rarely breath out.
Before the moment begins it can be over.
360 degree visual panorama
high peaks and valleys, lots of happiness and drama
Must chill out. Should breathe out
The hour might have been bad. You'll enjoy a minute
720 day double panorama
The stress eats you up. Bubbles in your stomach.
[Verse 2: Timbuktu]
Life is a box. We are the contents
Have reality straight ahead haven't checked beside me.
Breathe sometimes, otherwise you end up sideways
Drop in skills and luck mixed with sweat
If Rakim could so can I
Rarely someone else's fault
Deal with circumstance then kindly move on
This is 2014 f*** turning a cheek
When I was 20 it was enough to light a spliff
Now I want to light a fire and be proud of myself.
And I hope to spread the energy that takes us any distance
And you know who wants what, and gonna nag till they're no longer here
And have love for them, I've lost hate and I need to get them out of my town.
My dad came to Sweden to escape the ghetto,
My son grew up on music from the same ghetto
The boomerang effect, we call it an irony of fate
We spin 720 degrees, till our day of death makes us free.
[Break]
Now we're starting the second lap.
And brushing all the dust off out shoulders
You thought we had already bitten the dust
But then came the genie out of the bottle
[Verse 3: Abidaz]
Careful, I see front and rear
Check me out, back up mine
Everyone wants to look at me, when you look back they turn pussy
You know we know everything if you ask me, bro
You know Jack so this whole s*** is an abandoned 3 60.
Smile nicely, In the neighbourhood everyone's now retarded.
This stress, it eats people up then the whole game takes a wrong turn.
Chill out bro, chill out. Let me kick a few lines around.
This topic that you might not get,
But you think "damn, he drops it hard"
Breathe, you have to breathe in and out*
Chat if you chat well but never chat to any cop.
Since you're reaching the end now, we have eyes, yo.
Looks can't be hidden, it can all be over before the moment has even begun.
Blue house, blue lights, hold your own and we'll hold out.
Where we're from, try to be big and be carried home on a stretcher
Happiness, drama, hanging out, save, love it, f*** sitting and whining
I swear we see everything double when we're smoking tripple panorama.