Cloud 9 (Main)

We live from the head down and not the feet up And I'm adorned with the crown that's making this up And I'm fine under cloud 9 Yes I wear the lamb's wool, the feet of burned brass And the wool defies gravity like the nature of a gas And I'm fine under cloud 9 Twist my cloud and it rains And when it rains it pours And the energy will absorb Power for the metaphysical one Happy to be nappy, I'm black and I'm proud That I have been chosen to wear the conscious cloud And I'm fine under cloud 9 I'd be a chameleon and wear it bone straight But it's so much stronger when it's in it's natural state And I'm fine under cloud 9 Twist my cloud and let it rains And when it rains it pours And the energy will absorb Power for the metaphysical one We live from the head down and not the feet up And I'm adorned with the crown that's making this up And I'm fine under cloud 9 Twist my cloud and let it rains And when it rains it pours And the energy will absorb Power for the metaphysical one