the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it occurres to me What a long, strange trip it's been. What in the world ever became
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been What in the world ever
I wasn't really spittin game I was scrimmigin My pimpinship so hard it needs censorship I'ma chicagoan till Chicago ends Till we blow like Chicago wind I don't know what
love it. And I keep it popping, And I keep it rocking, Like kid on that kiddycat till i'm buckit. After I get it, I wanne dismissed, You can style on
up your knuckles, 'cause we can work. Too many niggas be thinkin' that I won't bomb back at ya, thinkin' I'm a rapper-actor. Think I won't blast 'em?
names, so a blank line Denotes a change in vocalist.... Yo nod What's up b-lo? Hey man, niggaz tryin' to stir up shit between amongst us And chicago man, what
shit my roots is deep you heard the bitch in you yeah i know what's beef let it cook and i pop like grease you thirsty niggers can't shot my feast ugh i
and this rap shit, my roots is deep You heard the bitch is you, yeah I know what?s beef Let it cook and I pop like grease You thirsty niggas can?t stop my feast, uh I
I'm just another motherfucker Pucker your lips do flipslike Mary Lou Just because I fucked you doesn't mean that I'ma marry you Bury you I will do after I
wrinkled but to my they straight Now I'm straight are you straight? I'm straight as long as I got beer I thought about it jack, and now I'm out of
in New York I don't know what you thought hops, but chief I got tall props Some cats think I'm six feet I'm so deep Some stunts be thinkin I'm six
strange brew, a drink a day'll keep the stink away We been through AA, but hey, what can I say? Say say say, what you want, but you'll pay the con-se
the south but I won't stop I won't stop nawl I won't stop I can't stop nawl I won't stop I cant stop nawl I won't stop I can't stop nawl [Verse 2:] I
And Youngin got the beat poppin like Crisco. And Weezy got this shit crackin like Nabisco. Brim low, all I can see is my flow. What's up Chicago? What
it daily shit I'll see you ladies Still dippin' they gotta say but you still gotta pay me My daddy had her for what canary yellow on some other Now I
Yep Man, I can?t believe this chick, damn mmm Tell me what?s wrong dawg, what the hell you damnin? about? I?m your homie so just say what?s on your
shiftin' you I opened your freak, it's like a gift to you I truly and thickly am thankful Long as I?m in your town I'ma stay faithful Ha, you know I can