Chicago Style

I'm back at the crib on my Chi-town shit All walks of life in the same room chillin Kick it with the new school learned how to spit from the OG's you could probably hear it in the twist Thats an ode to the old school Open these doors and your ears never old news Midwest State of mind nobody owes you, don't let it control you stand on your own two Now we the center of the scene Louder than a bomb and we working as a team Do it for the spitters and the hitters with a dream Take it to the top with a full head a steam Rush So turn the bass kick up and bump and let the rhythm hit off the trunk To make you homie kick up and jump Light up the blunt to celebrate the shit that we on We off the richter this Chi-Town shit The City that works go hard for it All sides of the Windy on the scene gonna mix while the murder mayor making extra change off a lick I used to kick it at the Tip If I liked baseball probably rock a sox fitted Shoutout to Carlos, Hyphon and Ship House, trap, drill, dub all up in the whip So let me take you on a trip A north pole bomber ima put you on a lick A polar vortex couldn't cool my click But these city slickers icy you could fuck around and slip To all the homies with a gift, never give it up holler at me for a lift And if you ever get on, put it back into the City where you were born We off the richter this Chi-Town shit The City that works go hard for it Ghost of Capone in the booth where I spit Nothin more corrupt than our city politics That's shouts to the boss Grass ain't greener gotta cut that loss Counter with a park tryina up that cost Shouts to the writers in the howard yards Put your left foot in front of your right foot and walk with me Through the city of Chi, where the vultures be In the windy, breezy, easy does it cousin Dont act up in public gonna get called up out Understand what its all about Tell GCI to bump this loud Watch how I make my city proud