Lyrics:
He's just that boy from out of town
Only stops here twice a year
He says your pretty and he adores you
Reciting dialogue from classic romances
(Ooh ooh)
Hey, baby, whatcha eatin?
Looks to me, like you be beefin'
Sneakin' by I saw you peepin'
Did you think Greg Nice was sleepin'?
I'm not
and a heartful of memories
September love
You're all I ever think of
Since you left me crying
In the pouring chicago rain
September love
I swear by the stars up
do malevolent snake shit
Yeah, you can miss me with that fake shit (peace, king)
Dialogue superb, flyest cars on the curb, word
When I evolved,
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,
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
Shorty it’s like 3 pm
Take western to the southside
My side
Make sure that you texting
When you outside
Said she never been out to Chicago
In
stayin' in Chicago, I had my own apartment
I be doin' like just beats for local acts just to try to keep the lights on
And then to go out and buy, get
you get by?
I hope to study further,
A few more years or so. I also hope
To keep a steady high
Will you try to change
Things, use the power
sh-
By you whack fu-ing giant sacks of lying dog sh- (dog sh-)
Now you shut up bi-, I am talking
Thought I was full of horsesh- and now
You fu-ing
and taught I am not shit
By you whack fucking giant sacks of lying dog shit (dog shit)
Now you shut up bitch, I am talking
Thought I was full of horseshit
place down the road
Kinda out in the sticks
But we can be back by six
And never leave our area code
Well geography wasn't her strong point
She'd
sounds,
Synthesised dialogues,
Incomprehenseble software.
Hi Jon, let's break some rules!
Here comes the sun.
We're doing some recordings later
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
this time
A few old friends stop by to talk
And we talk about the crops and weather and things
And the young folks here in Kingston Springs
I got
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
talk to me the same, I'm not the same nigga
You probably by yourself looking at old pictures
I move swifter than a New York minute
But I'm from Chicago
Know I walk with the racks on me
Know I walk with the stacks on me
Know I walk with the strap on me
New bitch from Chicago and you know she bout that
They give you a CAT scan
Extortion by the boat load
Make em start to tap dance
Like I'm from Chicago this might be my last chance
Soil, I done grown yo
You said the first thing your gonna do is catch a game out at Wrigley Field
cnd I know your eyes would look so blue out there by the navy pier
You
[Dialogue]
First they dropped the bomb
Then came the disease
Then death
This our world
Your world my world
I like this
this act please expand the role
choking on dialogue you've all heard before;
choking on dialogue you've all heard before
with a guilt ridden frown hidden
watch
And that plot is contagious
Talkin' WikiLeaks scams, dialogue
And Ed Snowden they want him dead for the
Lies that his head holdin'
And by lies i
the minor characters that populate a game
Repeating dialogue until the goal has been attained
I feel like everyone already knows
Every detail that I should
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