Lyrics:
aside like the love that's dead and gone
By itself it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
In a pawn shop in Chicago
and Noble
Shape the office like an oval, make the triangle a circle
Teach the little boys and girls, tell them I was your referral
I'm Chicago like a gyro,
something, you know what I'm on
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (Ho!)
I might fly by you in that Diablo (Hey!)
I'm
on wheels, you can tell that I'm so real
Cause I come through with the beard
You think it's weird
But it's all clear by the whole show
The AMC, check it out,
in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
And the coins in my pocket go
Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks
The graveyard scene
The golden years
She's in parties
It's in the can
wallabee clarks
Young cold hustlers, obviously sharp
Voom with the purpose to bloom, so in tuned
Dialogue like the Disciples in the circle of goons
My ace
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
Eating by myself
Did it on my own, I ain't even need your help
Hold up
The game is my home
Everything inside this fucking living room I own
Hold up
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Bird flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day
Just past Friar's Point, over where the crossroads lay
Just past Friar's Point, over where the crossroads lay
I was walking by the cotton fields,
Demented New York athletes staggering round the block
Deformed Chicanos pour in, Chicago's rolling stock
Digital bathrooms drilling for furs
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
get laid
I get caught up following Walter, I'm a product of my age
He talk to erry' girl in downtown Chicago
Wingman, I cannot I fly tho
He was in
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
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
still you can't do no
Damage or duel though hey yo, cause our crew now
The Real is the ?, sport and you can see this
G-ness dialogue, of the real
'Round the way work, jewels in the ground, hit the pay dirt
Love is love, you in good hands, Dennis Haysbert
Openly protected by who you be neck and neck
dupie jakiej byłeś to twoje życie a pałka nie przedłuży go
Asta la vista
La vide loca
Vida la vida
Ona zna brudne ulice to takie Chicago love
Pomiędzy
a walking cheat code
Rivaled by my only sequel
Talking music I'm a walking cheat code
Rivaled by my only sequel
What happened to Rap?
They added
Walker, Doobie
Lee Harvey Oswald shot by Jack Ruby
But who really shot JFK?
Man still trying to explore space
While climate change continues apace
Too many
diplomacy. Well, he sees this as a chance to improve his skills, too. So he responds in a friendly and amused tone]: Simon, Mann
NCphail [surprised by this
the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball.
Well the eastern states are dandy so the western people say,
St. Louis to Chicago, rock piling by the way,
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