Miss Chicago

Taking a breath….you a lucky one You went out to eat where? And you don’t rap or sell drugs? You a lucky one I look out my window before I go to school All these darn precautions I wish I went to hell and back… I would’ve finally got to relax The city I live in infamous Chiraq, Chitown, Chi Ghanistan, Chicago Where we put the 45 to your chest like Jordan was coming back We like fast lanes, the far left, make the fastest cash If we can’t get what we want from you- we hit where it...

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