Lyrics:
can hold me play by play
Stolen cargo to Chicago truth is life ain't what it seems
You can bet on that if all you gots 2 dollars and a dream
Did you go to Portugal to get that perfect tan?
My mother left my old man cause you asked her how she was
And the whole town wants your number cause
you are (I miss you)
(Now I'm sittin' here)
Houston's missng you L.A.'s missing you
DC's missing you Chicago's missing you
(It's been too long and I'm
earth you are (I miss you)
(Now I'm sittin' here)
Houston's missng you L.A.'s missing you
DC's missing you Chicago's missing you
(It's been too long
landscapes
Nerd game make mandelbrot sets when we handshake
A word game back up plan that can dam lakes
Backup the word play playin' at the man's states
By: jimmy buffett
1971
You go to fargo
We'll meet in chicago
Travelin' light and travelin' clean
In a nine wheel blue and white travelin' machine
to Chicago thinking you safe
I was born inside the jungle and raised by some animals
My favorite gun named Jeffrey Dahmer he eat you like cannibal
We used
traps nobodies
I'm from Chicago so it's in the fucking prophecy
I may get trapped but I escape no cap
Now I'm on the come up making moves and that's
Man check this shit out, we was up in Chicago right?
With my nigga Big Hamp, and the nigga pass me a blunt man
Like smoke this shit nigga this some
Man check this shit out, we was up in Chicago right?
With my nigga Big Hamp, and the nigga pass me a blunt man
Like smoke this shit nigga this some
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall
We raised by wolves in the crack den
We the Chicago Bulls,
Chicago but back to the money.
Why these lames wanna see my pimping fail?
And they can’t believe I’m Pimping still?
The bag that u bought her, it’s
share|Man I've been everywhere|Where ya been he says?||Oh let me see now, a couple of places||I've been to Reno, Chicago, Fargo Minnesota|Buffalo, Toronto,
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
the tints, pull up with the tints, clip is extended
Never gave a fuck, never gave a shit, only gettin' rich
Limb by limb, forgive and forget, man, I don't
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
working hard but we still hate your shit
Fuck up the vibe like a salad ruined by bacon bits
Mellstrum's like a mountain man saving them from the grizzly
that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with,
killing me slowly
Ran it up, did it all by my lonely
And I'll do it again
If she bad I'm tryna fuck on the friend
Pop her a bottle, she getting it in
Keep
Generations of sorrow, hoping it's gone by tomorrow
Remember foe nem died, had us wishin' that we all go
Trench baby, always makin' reference
and a womans hand
She stole off with her lover
He was a dressed-up blues-harp man
And they chased the road to Chicago for the blues
From any raging band
handguns
I know answers, I know man to man, can't stand us
I know exactly how you wanna brand us
I take campers to the campus fix the trips and get
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
against Satan
If you don't see this, then you need to open up your eyes
Don’t get tricked by the media and their lies
This is a spiritual battle, and we
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