the rules I knew Now, ain't it sad (Ain't it sad) Ain't it true (Ain't it true) Ain't it blue (Ain't it blue) Ain't it blue The life I live is pretty
to do the rules I knew Ain't it sad Ain't it sad Ain't it true Ain't it true Ain't it blue Ain't it blue Ain't it blue Sometimes I want to walk away I
Traduction: Chicago. Il n'est pas bleu?.
do the rules I knew Ain't it sad Ain't it sad Ain't it true Ain't it true Ain't it blue Ain't it blue Ain't it blue Sometimes I want to walk away I felt
and thugs rough wont cut it what if all this tough rug thug stuff aint really what what is is it my job to own this fucking mic until it starts to melt
T's at the front door Saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the mother blues tonight 63rd to southshore We're cruising in the Dyna-Flo Ain't no way they
y'awright? Don't be pullin' de boy's chain too hard dere! He gots 'nuthuh show t'do t'morrow! Don't put dat in yo' MOUF, girl! I knows y'cain hep y'seff
, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cuz he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or
rolls up the five four (HO!) The streets of St. Louis call it survival (HEY!) [Kyjuan] Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin (HO!) You see
Sebastian Drive headbangers to airbangers Brother I'm the best painter with ten fingers It's the Chicago Picasso I'm New York's Leonardo Don't get it
that it has to be I can't tell these dreams from reality Now I'm not afraid to die So it really don't matter to me It just might be my destiny
the pawn shop, then it can't play the blues If it ain't been in a pawn shop, then it can't play the blues If it ain't been in a pawn shop, then it can
I ain?t turnin? back. Well, I?m making tracks from ya, baby, With godspeed and help from below. Blowin? cold in Chicago, The sun has the blues and it
