Chance The Rapper feat. Taylor Bennett - Roo

[Chorus: CocoRosie] Heard the stage calling in the distance [Verse 1: Chance the Rapper] It was all us crammed in the house Back when my dad was the man of the house A lot of dads left, they abandoned the house My dad Joe Jack start a band in the house He said one friend, one friend in the house Only one friend in the whole wide world One day will come when you only have each other Never give it up for a boy or a girl [Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] We come in peace but we don't come in pieces We on some tag-team WWE shit We look just alike, the prestige is so prestigious The splitting image of Lupita standing on them beaches Don't tweak and don't be facetious Those shells'll shred you to pieces These niggas faking like demons But I'ma send 'em to Jesus (This is me and my bro) Versus all of you heathens They think I'm reading Ephesians I have all these niggas hiding, avoiding meetings like vegans I got the keys like I'm Keegan I'll line the trunk with the bleach And I'll leave you inside the freezer and let you chill for the weekend But forget over the weekend and come back inside a month And I throw you inside the trunk but it's plastic so it ain't leakin' But we can be cool We can be cool Me and my brother We can be cruel Find your ass Line your ass up Go to work on 'em [Chorus: CocoRosie] Hear the stage calling in the distance [Verse 3: Taylor Bennett] It's a lot more crammed in the house Back when Chance was the man of the house Baseball bats if they ran in the house We from out south like birds in the clouds When I was 11, heard my homie dad died This shit deeper than music, I got PTS for life So if you do production just make sure the drums right The independent Bennetts will never need your advice Our image won't diminish 'cause Charlie and Marley right Me and Chano like Peschi and Robin's life A made man, we just makin' the songs right You just makin' the song hype I really snapped, the last time I rapped I was movin' packs In adolescence, seen ambulances, learned other lessons Catchin' blessings, overstretchin' from first-hand impressions Chano called my phone voicemail, hope he don't get a message Heard that I exit from my axis off that intersection So if you say somethin' 'bout big bro, bitch, I'ma smack you reckless We from down south, we bogus twice and we are not from Texas One more rep, can't run around strapped, so I walk around like pedestrian Chi-town summer lookin' like my numbers, and you know how I'm bomin', ain't checkin it Called big bro, now we run it up, set it up, get it up, nigga, now let's begin OTF, free Durk and them We was inside with a curfew then What's fire without earth and wind? And what's a fight when it's worth the win? Yeah