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[INTRO/ HOOK X 4]
Midwest to death/ Repping ChicagoFresh
[VERSE 1]
I've been told that I sound too white' and put too many words in my lines. So I’mma splash bleach on the new fashion and laugh as I cash in on the double standard of affirmative action
No goblin- but your mask is/ Green with your envy now you match my paper's back bitch
Spider-Man flow, web throw, let me snatch quick
And bring it back home with Mary Jane to relax with
Hip Hop America needs a captain
The answer to the question all the rap fans were asking
This Venom that I’m spitting got them gagging
Hopefully it will kill away all the wackness
These next four fantastic, Never see a face to the Things that I’m hearing in passing
Bitch Doods getting they "Flame On" all the truth they be stretching getting way too long
I’m what this city needed, the hero it deserves, This one is for the bats, weak shit is for the birds
Bruce banner banter letting it be heard, I settled on a balance for the beast and the nerd
Do they really want a hulk smash?
They got me gassed like a mega man speed dash
Blue bomber, got your eyes centered on me like a chakra
Listen to the hook for the mantra
[HOOK X 4]
Midwest to death/ Repping ChicagoFresh
[VERSE 2]
Hello, hello! West of the Middle putting up big guns big things from a little
Suiting up, What’s up? I came when the signal
Said they want proof white can sell like sickle
Don’t let the white skin confuse you, I’m really Mexican hope I didn’t lose you
So sick in the Chi Town- "Loopus"
I’m a highlight reel, leave the rest to the bloopers
But y'all been doing this for years so tell me how the rookie is killing everybody here
Steady got the flow attracting everybody near
Crunching the numbers, I’m the sum of your fears
Damn, Ya boy done snapped- no crackle pop/ I got the game locked up tight- shackled knots
I’mma throw away the key because to let you downgrade, from the game-plane I raised up, could ask a lot
I'mma beast with the rhyming, I got a lot of Gems coming like I fucks with a diamond
That’s because I put the time in, while them weak shit rappers never even scratch the hymen
Take a picture where the kid stays, where I lived what I wrote and the shit paid off
Called it “Pop” & expected me to come soft
I guess their calculations’ way off
Yeah
[HOOK UNTIL FADE OUT]
Midwest to death/ Repping ChicagoFresh
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