Chicago

You mean to tell me that this is not music? I could fucks with this, I could fucks with this It's the mystic, materialistic, misfit child of the imperial empress Ever since birds flew, I've been spitting this wittyness It should be considered a sickness Can you blame him for making an engravement And leaving the gang the same way that he came in Said "We came this far from cavemen" How hard could it be to spark fire with a drumstick? If the flows I've been spitting are far fetched I'ma kick it regardless, they listen to nonsense Digressive, corrupt, recreation in progress No question if they raised they arms yet So tell me, can you smell that funk? Got nothin' but blunts and mami with the junk in the trunk Pro Era be the troublesome bunch And they gon' remember that name in a couple of months I got it locked on the indigo ribbon Feel the rhythm as it swimmin' out your stereo system And I'ma keep on running with it Yeah, I got soul I was brought up by color women Shouts out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn I remember I was on the outside lookin' in Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin So pass the pot, and let me skillet You comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Shouts out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn I remember I was on the outside lookin' in Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin So pass the pot, and let me skillet You comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? The jazzy ambiance keeps me right where I belong Ever since infinity and beyond Lyricism isn't appreciated in song And I won't dumb it down just to be business smart The beats cool but it isn't from the heart And of course, your bars just don't require thought You hear that lion's roar every time that I perform A deviant, defiant to the lies of the art My goal is to try and bring light to the dark High voltage, like lighting I'll spark Fearless, staring in the eye of the storm And the sense is gone but my mind is in loss In reality vanity is our sanity Then we lose sight when we're trapped in sanity Think about the two eyes in insanity And read between the lines, there's more to it actually Shouts out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn I remember I was on the outside lookin' in Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin So pass the pot, and let me skillet You comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Shouts out to queens that was raised out in Brooklyn I remember I was on the outside lookin' in Keep a stash, even when my pockets was lookin' thin So pass the pot, and let me skillet You comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Said Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend? Do you comprehend? I don't think they comprehend Chicago's the game and I'm all for the win So tell me if it's bongs or hemp Do you comprehend?