Nironic a.k.a. NI, vlastním jménem Eric Alexander Cherryhill se narodil roku 1981 v Bronxu, New York, USA. Jelikož pochází z hudební rodiny, měl k hudbě od útlého věku velmi blízko. Ve dvanácti letech si začal z legrace rapovat, ale protože to...
Píseň: Wanna Chill
I just want to get bent in the ride letting my shit play/ Even keel, max volume name on the display/ Warm weather cool breeze and some trees/ Couple Gs on hand smelling salt from the sea/ Fly chick in arms reach passin' through palm beach/ Headed to Miami to party with the family and chill/ I just want couple mills garage some nice wheels/ Massage from nice girls some drinks that's ice chilled/ Go hard my nights filled with bars and ice grills/ Star that top bill you watch as I kill/ Ain't far from the truth millimeters left to build/ Motherfuckers could hate us we the greatest keep it real/ Nigga chill I just want to wake up ice cube have a good day/ Cake up hit the park let my son play/ Hit mom's soul food night Sunday/ Good sleep, good mood, hit the runway/ Out Monday gone for a week/ Return seven days with my pockets hella deep/ And chill I just want a bad bitch with a tight box and deep throat/ Blow money on fly shit and good smoke/ Hot beat cold beer and lawn chair be on top I belong there/ It's where I chill/ I just want no stress and a full night's rest/ forever at my best nothing more nothing less/ all the shit that I dream about/ after that be screaming out/ I wanna chill/ I just want to hit the club with a shorty and cut a rug/ And a little drinking and drugs see the telly and it love/ How much she want to fuck she tell me and give it up/ And I'ma put it down every time she get it up/ When it's enough room service fill my belly/ Take a shower never smelly call a taxi on the celly/ Then I chill I just want a record deal with no adlibs or find print/ Not to sit around and wonder where my time went/ All the hustling to pay off so that the time spend/ Grinding leaves me with the feeling that I’m shining/ I find that rhyming and climbing the charts/ Is a walk in the park when you spit from the heart/ So I chill I just want wealth, health, happiness and fame/ Joy and a little pain to remind me of the strain/ Everything I over came add meaning to acclaim/ Life could have been a shame now it's such a different thing/ Spitting like and open flame, take aim, lay claim/ No thing this game I reign they lame/ Nigga chill I just want a bad bitch with a tight box and deep throat/ Blow money on fly shit and good smoke/ Hot beat cold beer and lawn chair be on top I belong there It's where I chill I just want no stress and a full night's rest/ Forever at my best nothing more nothing less All the shit that I dream about After that be screaming out I wanna chill