Chicago Lyrics - Blue Collar - Rhymefest

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Chicago 

ch-ch-ch-ch Chicago 

Rap rap is like a set up 

a lot of games 

a lot of suckas with colorful names 

rap is like a set up 

a lot of games 

a lot of suckas with colorful names 

Verse 1 

rappers bein set up 

yup yup a set up 

no more Tupac telling bitches to keep their head up 

a whole lot of hipsters 

internets, and kids now 

took the Mario mushroom 

oh, you big now? 

Well, let me show you bout things 

take the Red Bull 

so I can rip off ya wings 

I make 'em promise now 

to never wear tight jeans 

I ain't a skater 

so I never rock ice cream 

and I ain't dissin Pharrell 

but be for real 

some of y'all is gay as hell! 

I'm Hell Boy, lil boy 

you like Elroy 

I'm more like T'Challa on steroids 

that's Black Panther 

Arm & Hammer 

you miss your biggest moment 

like Obama's grandma 

Rhymefest 

I'm armed with grammar 

you'll get arrested 

fuck reading mirandas 

I'm from 

HOOK 

Chicago 

ch-ch-ch-ch Chicago 

sta-sta-sta-sta stand up! 

Rap rap is like a set up 

a lot of games 

a lot of suckas with colorful names 

VERSE 2 

Rap is like a set up 

yup yup a game 

get around Kanye 

and try to degrade my name 

that's insane 

you hatin' the gang 

clown those lames 

nothin' but a shit stain 

I'm Rhymefest 

you can feel my reign 

arms out to here 

here feel my range 

we from 

the slum 

Lord keep me calm 

the plate I help make 

is the one they eat from 

coat tail nigga 

got the lil room in the hotel nigga 

they'll always love me 

cause I'm a mo real nigga 

you the male version of a gold digga 

go figure 

hoe nigga 

wait a minute 

I ain't done 

made about a million dollars 

spent it all on my son 

took two years off 

but I still had fun 

been all around the world 

now I'm back where I'm from 

HOOK 

Chicago 

ch-ch-ch-ch Chicago 

sta-sta-sta-sta stand up! 

Rap rap is like a set up 

a lot of games 

a lot of suckas with colorful names 

Verse 3 

I ain't never came out of my face 

and try to talk sideways 

and step out of my place 

before I ate 

I always said my grace 

it was just me in the biz 

right now it's the ace 

but now I'm born to roll 

Jesus saves Christ 

I wrote this on a scroll 

not that song 

that song is old 

my career starts here 

here take my soul 

my heart, my suicide thoughts 

my religion, my God 

my money in the vault 

got my momma shaking her head 

like this her fault 

I ain't sorry that I did it 

I'm sorry I got caught! 

you don't wanna get lost 

in the city where I'm from 

it's plenty of white chalk in... 

CHICAGO!! CHICAGO!! 

CHICAGO!! CHICAGO!!