My momma wombed me
Dondas house roomed me
Che & Donnie groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see the movie
I know a few MC's say they felt bamboozled
Is it Black face or Black folk invisible as usual
Kerry James Marshall at the MCA was beautiful
Embrace the art of culture,
I can coach ya out your cubicle
Thankful for the Chi is not an album
It's a musical
And we refuse to play with anything that isn't true to who we are
Doors use to close on us
Now they stay ajar
Traphouse put the thought provoking clothes on us
The judge wanna put the orange wardrobes on us
We can't let em hold us back
We too fashion forward
On state and lake i damn near make an And 1 Mixtape, street performing in my Jordan's
Sooner or later, We'll be rhyming inside of The chicago theater
Now What would be greater than (for it) to be with Ewa Ewa
My brother, producer and beat maker
I think we make the best team this city has ever scene
Since mike and scotty was still getting rings
My momma wombed me
Dondas house roomed me
Che & Donnie groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see the movie
I know a few MC's say they felt bamboozled,
Is it Black face or Black folk invisible as usual
Kerry James Marshall at the MCA was beautiful
Embrace the art of culture
I can coach ya out your cubicle
Thankful for the Chi is not an album
It's a musical
And we refuse to play with anything that isn't true to who we are
Doors use to close on us
Now they stay ajar
Traphouse put the thought provoking clothes on us
The judge wanna put the orange wardrobes on us
We can't let em hold us back
We too fashion forward
On state and lake i damn near make an And 1 Mixtape, street performing in my Jordan's
Sooner or later, We'll be rhyming inside of The chicago theater
Now What would be greater than (for it) to be with Ewa Ewa
My brother, producer and beat maker
I think we make the best team this city has ever scene
Since mike and scotty was still getting rings
Come to one of our shows so we can show you what we mean
They saying Hakim Dough nuts like a box of Krispy Kreme
When the lights on
It's hard for the darkness to intervene
We were born to die what we got is the in-between
The scriptures incomplete what was god like in his teens
I could've been dead, tryna eat man I could've been fed
I'm from Virginia where ain't no paparazzi just nazi's and skinheads
Then I Moved to Iowa with my auntie and my aunts kids
I'm the real fresh prince sherrill banks my aunt Viv, Reco's my Carlton, Richelle is my Hilary
I introduced Dj jazzy Jeff
That was big to me
I interviewed Vic Mensa for the shorties
That was history
I went cray on Sway
And not the way Ye did
Thats how I got my first 1k vid
I appreciate my little, I appreciate my lot
I appreciate my hood, my city, my block
My state, my country, my continent
Right hand to God, the one I shook up wit Obama wit
I'm Thankful for it all, and I thank Yall for being part of it
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My momma wombed me
Dondas house roomed me
Che & Donnie groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see the movie
I know a few MC's say they felt bamboozled
Is it Black face or Black folk invisible as usual
Kerry James Marshall at the MCA was beautiful
Embrace the art of culture,
I can coach ya out your cubicle
Thankful for the Chi is not an album
It's a musical
And we refuse to play with anything that isn't true to who we are
Doors use to close on us
Now they stay ajar
Traphouse put the thought provoking clothes on us
The judge wanna put the orange wardrobes on us
We can't let em hold us back
We too fashion forward
On state and lake i damn near make an And 1 Mixtape, street performing in my Jordan's
Sooner or later, We'll be rhyming inside of The chicago theater
Now What would be greater than (for it) to be with Ewa Ewa
My brother, producer and beat maker
I think we make the best team this city has ever scene
Since mike and scotty was still getting rings
My momma wombed me
Dondas house roomed me
Che & Donnie groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see the movie
I know a few MC's say they felt bamboozled,
Is it Black face or Black folk invisible as usual
Kerry James Marshall at the MCA was beautiful
Embrace the art of culture
I can coach ya out your cubicle
Thankful for the Chi is not an album
It's a musical
And we refuse to play with anything that isn't true to who we are
Doors use to close on us
Now they stay ajar
Traphouse put the thought provoking clothes on us
The judge wanna put the orange wardrobes on us
We can't let em hold us back
We too fashion forward
On state and lake i damn near make an And 1 Mixtape, street performing in my Jordan's
Sooner or later, We'll be rhyming inside of The chicago theater
Now What would be greater than (for it) to be with Ewa Ewa
My brother, producer and beat maker
I think we make the best team this city has ever scene
Since mike and scotty was still getting rings
Come to one of our shows so we can show you what we mean
They saying Hakim Dough nuts like a box of Krispy Kreme
When the lights on
It's hard for the darkness to intervene
We were born to die what we got is the in-between
The scriptures incomplete what was god like in his teens
I could've been dead, tryna eat man I could've been fed
I'm from Virginia where ain't no paparazzi just nazi's and skinheads
Then I Moved to Iowa with my auntie and my aunts kids
I'm the real fresh prince sherrill banks my aunt Viv, Reco's my Carlton, Richelle is my Hilary
I introduced Dj jazzy Jeff
That was big to me
I interviewed Vic Mensa for the shorties
That was history
I went cray on Sway
And not the way Ye did
Thats how I got my first 1k vid
I appreciate my little, I appreciate my lot
I appreciate my hood, my city, my block
My state, my country, my continent
Right hand to God, the one I shook up wit Obama wit
I'm Thankful for it all, and I thank Yall for being part of it
Dondas house roomed me
Che & Donnie groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see the movie
I know a few MC's say they felt bamboozled
Is it Black face or Black folk invisible as usual
Kerry James Marshall at the MCA was beautiful
Embrace the art of culture,
I can coach ya out your cubicle
Thankful for the Chi is not an album
It's a musical
And we refuse to play with anything that isn't true to who we are
Doors use to close on us
Now they stay ajar
Traphouse put the thought provoking clothes on us
The judge wanna put the orange wardrobes on us
We can't let em hold us back
We too fashion forward
On state and lake i damn near make an And 1 Mixtape, street performing in my Jordan's
Sooner or later, We'll be rhyming inside of The chicago theater
Now What would be greater than (for it) to be with Ewa Ewa
My brother, producer and beat maker
I think we make the best team this city has ever scene
Since mike and scotty was still getting rings
My momma wombed me
Dondas house roomed me
Che & Donnie groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
Add 2 me
Spikes depiction of the Windy City really
Blew me
Coming from A-MC who went to see the movie
I know a few MC's say they felt bamboozled,
Is it Black face or Black folk invisible as usual
Kerry James Marshall at the MCA was beautiful
Embrace the art of culture
I can coach ya out your cubicle
Thankful for the Chi is not an album
It's a musical
And we refuse to play with anything that isn't true to who we are
Doors use to close on us
Now they stay ajar
Traphouse put the thought provoking clothes on us
The judge wanna put the orange wardrobes on us
We can't let em hold us back
We too fashion forward
On state and lake i damn near make an And 1 Mixtape, street performing in my Jordan's
Sooner or later, We'll be rhyming inside of The chicago theater
Now What would be greater than (for it) to be with Ewa Ewa
My brother, producer and beat maker
I think we make the best team this city has ever scene
Since mike and scotty was still getting rings
Come to one of our shows so we can show you what we mean
They saying Hakim Dough nuts like a box of Krispy Kreme
When the lights on
It's hard for the darkness to intervene
We were born to die what we got is the in-between
The scriptures incomplete what was god like in his teens
I could've been dead, tryna eat man I could've been fed
I'm from Virginia where ain't no paparazzi just nazi's and skinheads
Then I Moved to Iowa with my auntie and my aunts kids
I'm the real fresh prince sherrill banks my aunt Viv, Reco's my Carlton, Richelle is my Hilary
I introduced Dj jazzy Jeff
That was big to me
I interviewed Vic Mensa for the shorties
That was history
I went cray on Sway
And not the way Ye did
Thats how I got my first 1k vid
I appreciate my little, I appreciate my lot
I appreciate my hood, my city, my block
My state, my country, my continent
Right hand to God, the one I shook up wit Obama wit
I'm Thankful for it all, and I thank Yall for being part of it
Writer: Charleston Parham
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