Lyrics:
gonna getcha, right?)
(Repeat x4)
Watch the band play on
[Nelly]
I got them folks on the left, man they going like (HO!)
I got them folks
up motherfucker you can't be broke forever
It is time to be the man you are way to clever
Just keep writing lyrics you can only get better
Think
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
the city like I'm Jeremy Lin
Im a god-fearing man but I'm followed by Diablo
On a business trip, I need some links up in Chicago
Feeling so numb now my
the other night
In the middle of the set I thought man this is loud
I don’t remember feeling so uncomfortable during a set like that
Everyone around me was
the floors of that dark place
There lives a vicious lie
A fractured man who wants your face
To smile as he walks by
But there's no warmth in that dark grin
No
grew up all over
Either way
Chicago I reside
Wake up in the morning
Hearing shots up the corner
I'm like damnnn
That's a Red Man
Hope it's not a dead man
groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse
Saw the bullfighter's
to find Miss Liza Belle and tell her
I'm just as blue as a man can be
Bluebird, if she's not at home
You needn't worry yourself by knockin' on the door
to find Miss Liza Belle and tell her
I'm just as blue as a man can be
Bluebird, if she's not at home
You needn't worry yourself by knockin' on the door
getaway
Here I am
In chicago
And I'm doing very well
Here I am in chicago
And I'm doing very well
Now if I can't find someone to love
Sit here all by
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
you L.A.'s missing you
DC's missing you Chicago's missing you
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
Kidada's missing you Shock is missing you
getcha, gonna getcha, right?)
Watch the band play on
[Nelly]
I got them folks on the left, man they going like (Ho!)
I got them folks on the right,
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
a suburb of Chicago by the way
So I took the bus to Chicago and left my troubles behind it
I had his and address and phone number so I'd figured I'd find it
know Chicago we go hard on the D and
This beat by Rashid got me tweaking
And I don’t wanna stop but I am gonna stop
Yo
R-A-W, I bring the trouble
"Slow Jamz
" holla at your man
Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like
Chicago
Discovered by du Sable
A Black Frenchman
That I had to mention
Extensions of a young man livin' on a low end
47th and Michigan, lackin'
on dank, smokin' stank (Uh-huh)
This a real Kel-Tec, not a prank (Uh-huh)
I'ma race a Murciélago, ayy (Uh-huh)
Just a young rich nigga from Chicago, ayy
That bih met let her man go
Done put them all all in the friend zone
She a groupie so I put her in the fan zone
YSL what I'm rocking I got bands ho
hit between the eyes
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky
I was taught to love my
Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
My shit bad, shit crazy and that shit fascinates me
On my tongue where the tab is and it burn like battery acid
I
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