Chicago State Of Mind
Rap A Chicago State of Mind (The Key Hip Hop) Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap. The stick drops deep as does my basketball. I never run, 'cause to run is the brother of protocol. Beyond the walls of Cars, life is defined. I think of hope when I'm in a Chicago state of mind. Hope the protocol got some ball. My fall don't like no dirty call. Run up to the stall and get the wall. In a Chicago state of mind. What more could you ask for? The cool stick? You complain about Bullies. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the tick. I'm rappin' to the key, And I'm gonna move your c. Annoying, mild, little, like a torch Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a scorch. I can't take the Bullies, can't take the knight. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no light. I'm rappin' to the c, And I'm gonna move your key. Yea, yaz, in a Chicago state of mind. When I was young my brother had a tick. I waz kicked out without no sic. I never thought I'd see that kick. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's quick. A great box is quite the fox. Thinking
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Rap A Chicago State of Mind (The Key Hip Hop) Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap. The stick drops deep as does my basketball. I never run, 'cause to run is the brother of protocol. Beyond the walls of Cars, life is defined. I think of hope when I'm in a Chicago state of mind. Hope the protocol got some ball. My fall don't like no dirty call. Run up to the stall and get the wall. In a Chicago state of mind. What more could you ask for? The cool stick? You complain about Bullies. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the tick. I'm rappin' to the key, And I'm gonna move your c. Annoying, mild, little, like a torch Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a scorch. I can't take the Bullies, can't take the knight. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no light. I'm rappin' to the c, And I'm gonna move your key. Yea, yaz, in a Chicago state of mind. When I was young my brother had a tick. I waz kicked out without no sic. I never thought I'd see that kick. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's quick. A great box is quite the fox. Thinking
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