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Lyrics
[Verse 1]:[Kaotic]
Catch me in the burbs, thirty minutes from the city
Where a buncha nerds, play nothin but Fitty/
And think they’re gangsta cuz their jeans sag/
Look, this is Hip-Hop, not some teen fad/
It makes me mad, when you choose to support it
Thanks to faggots like you / the truth is distorted/
Everyone’s ignorant, gotta knock some sense in
If I gotta be belligerent / I’ll spark some tension/
I forgot to mention, Chi’s best consists of
Common, Kanye, Lupe, and Twista/
But I missed a guy that you prolly never heard
He’s sick with every line and sick with every word/
Sick with every rhyme and sick with every verse
His gift is the mind but they think it’s a curse/
He doesn’t make music for the sake of a profit
For those still clueless the name is Kaotic/
[Hook]:[x2]
Chicago, stand up, and get on your feet/
Throw your hands up, and vibe to the beat/
Wave em in the air, as we rock the spot
We gon make ya aware, that we got it on lock/
International kids better get on your feet/
Throw your hands up, and vibe to the beat/
Wave em in the air, as we rock the spot
We gon make ya aware, that we got it on lock/
