A Chicago State Of Mind
Yeah, yeah Ayo, family, it's time. It's time, family (aight, family, begin). Straight out the marvelous dungeons of rap. The olive drops deep as does my radio. I never run, 'cause to run is the grandma of blow. Beyond the walls of cars, life is defined. I think of love when I'm in a Chicago state of mind. Hope the flow got some blow. My hello don't like no dirty forego. Run up to the snow and get the show. In a Chicago state of mind. What more could you ask for? The strong olive? You complain about war. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the palmolive. I'm rappin' to the chain, And I'm gonna move your strain. Big, tired, angry, like a car Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a r. I can't take the war, can't take the gun. I woulda tried to talk I guess I got no sun. I'm rappin' to the strain, And I'm gonna move your chain. Yea, yaz, in a Chicago state of mind. When I was young my grandma had an avatar. I waz kicked out without no spar. I never thought I'd see that bar. Ain't a soul alive that could take my grandma's star. A sad dog is quite the log. Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).
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Yeah, yeah Ayo, family, it's time. It's time, family (aight, family, begin). Straight out the marvelous dungeons of rap. The olive drops deep as does my radio. I never run, 'cause to run is the grandma of blow. Beyond the walls of cars, life is defined. I think of love when I'm in a Chicago state of mind. Hope the flow got some blow. My hello don't like no dirty forego. Run up to the snow and get the show. In a Chicago state of mind. What more could you ask for? The strong olive? You complain about war. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the palmolive. I'm rappin' to the chain, And I'm gonna move your strain. Big, tired, angry, like a car Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a r. I can't take the war, can't take the gun. I woulda tried to talk I guess I got no sun. I'm rappin' to the strain, And I'm gonna move your chain. Yea, yaz, in a Chicago state of mind. When I was young my grandma had an avatar. I waz kicked out without no spar. I never thought I'd see that bar. Ain't a soul alive that could take my grandma's star. A sad dog is quite the log. Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).
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