Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Just Relax , by - Chillout Music Radio. Release date: 02.06.2012
Song language: English
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Just Relax , by - Chillout Music Radio. Just Relax | 
| Now, let we warm this beat up and then put my feet up | 
| Turn the system up and then we’ll blow the speakers | 
| We’ve come to fill your cup until it flows over | 
| We’ve got more flows then there are rich people driving range rovers | 
| Now, Call me Noah cos you know I never spring leaks | 
| I bring more heat to these beats then a flame thrower | 
| Tight like a boa' Krakatoa mamma-mia | 
| We’re blowing up like Aaliyah? | 
| Word to Melbourne my sister by brethren | 
| It’s all in the family here like Tasmanian loving, yeah | 
| We go to work on 'em, then go berserk on 'em | 
| We go where no one’s gone before get captain Kirk on 'em | 
| So come on get into it, these flows move fluid | 
| We came to hit you with a little bit of our music | 
| And guys love it when girls shake their big bottoms | 
| So come do what your body feels the beat warrants | 
| One day I’ll make Bjork my wife | 
| And we can share hot nights | 
| In the land of ice | 
| 'Til then I’ll rock the back clubs pubs and shitty dives like | 
| Psilocybin up-sliding absorbent minds | 
| I can make it hard for you hard headed guys | 
| I can point out that the government lies | 
| I can make the lord of the dance lord of the flies | 
| I can even make a Christian believe god switched sides | 
| Which is why you better perk up, I get worked up | 
| I drink encyclopaedias and lyrics get blurghked up | 
| I shudder to think, what I could do with this ink | 
| Just some paper and pen, my mic mouth and some phlegm | 
| And when I begin and begun, weapon concealed by a tongue | 
| Ammo inside my two lungs, letting the beat run then I’m killing it | 
| And no you don’t want to miss it | 
| I’m different, this is the sum of my spirit, in it and everything near it | 
| Lyrics like babies delivered, word is born | 
| I’ll even make an atheist believe it and say «good god» | 
| It’s all about a good time and if your | 
| All out of order get feeling better | 
| I want your daughter, wants someone better | 
| Work it out, come on, work it out | 
| Now It’s all about a real good time | 
| And if you feel all out of order get feeling better | 
| Man I want your daughter, she wants someone better | 
| Work it out, come on, work it out | 
| We’ll take the piss, escape your disses | 
| Smoke your spliffs and take your misses | 
| Like Moses, I’m gonna part MC’s | 
| Like David and Goliath, don’t even try it | 
| I’m half in it for the art and half as a joke | 
| Just something to do while the human race chokes | 
| And hopefully inspire a rebel alliance | 
| Take the empire and meddle with science | 
| So they won’t cut genomes or make smoke free zones | 
| I’ll die an organism puffin' on your Al Capone’s | 
| Hey bong smokers, who’s in the house? | 
| Chilling on your sofas dodgy bottles in your mouths | 
| This if for the yuppies the monks the hussies | 
| And the musicologists and border collie puppies | 
| So rock to the rhythm like a Casio rap man | 
| Listen to my bloke on the decks from Pakistan | 
| Aw shit, that’s fat man | 
| Elastic bands can’t flex like this | 
| We give ya gastro when we’re dropping our shit | 
| We turn it up, like heaters in Darwin | 
| You digging my jargon? | 
| Check what’s happening | 
| I got more ladies then the men in the Vatican | 
| I rocked first floor now I’m ready for Madison | 
| Step to my tower like my name was Sarumon | 
| Joal wrote that cos my flows are gelatinous | 
| Sometimes I suck, other times I’m fabulous | 
| I got more hippy chicks then a rock of Amethyst | 
| I got more props then cops got cannabis | 
| I got more fame then freight trains got carriages | 
| My brain waves to blame, I got speech flatulence | 
| I blow up spots, like teenage acne | 
| Got so much ?? | 
| everybody wants to… | 
| It’s all about a good time and if your | 
| All out of order get feeling better | 
| I want your daughter, wants someone better | 
| Work it out, come on, work it out | 
| Now It’s all about a real good time | 
| And if you feel all out of order get feeling better | 
| Man I want your daughter, she wants someone better | 
| Work it out, come on, work it out | 
| Get the picture? | 
| Get the picture? | 
| It’s all about a good time and if your | 
| All out of order get feeling better | 
| I want your daughter, wants someone better | 
| Work it out, come on, work it out | 
| Now It’s all about a real good time | 
| And if you feel all out of order get feeling better | 
| Man I want your daughter, she wants someone better | 
| Work it out, come on, work it out | 
| Get the picture? | 
| Get the picture? | 
| Get the picture? | 
| Get the picture? | 
| Name | Year | 
|---|---|
| Chillout Music Radio | 2012 | 
| Lounge Club | 2012 | 
| Rainforest | 2012 | 
| Angel Luna | 2012 | 
| Ave Maria | 2012 | 
| Relaxation and Meditation | 2012 | 
| Escape | 2012 | 
| Greensleeves | 2012 | 
| Lounge Radio 2 | 2012 | 
| Chillout Music Radio No. 13 | 2012 | 
| Cafe Lounge 2 | 2012 | 
| River | 2012 |