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