And Just Blaze, cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever
And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever
Mary J and you were standing in line To purchase tickets to see her blow like Chicago wind And I'm ridin with Common looking for Chicago zen And like Chicago
out the bounce nigga Yo, listen [Jay-Z] Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever
time Drop Palmolive in a n-gga dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected, got killers off in Chicago
a nigga dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected, got killers off in Chicago [Rick
have to carry this forever Well I'm crazy to the game till they bury me insane [Chorus:] There once was a boy that grew up on the west side of chicago
Girlfriend Get Low I don't care she like Lil' Jon, dip low I'm on a mission.org Guaranteed, in a lane, know I'm gonna score Chicago Picasso in stores
team starin', You not bouncin' with me, I'm not hearin' Lickin' the lips for real like you really want it Is you dealing with the cat that's blunted? Stay forever
background harmonizing - repeat 2X] {uh-huhhh uh-huhhh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahhhh-ahhh-ahhh- -uhhh-huhhh uh-huhhh..} [Wyclef Jean] - (over harmonizing) So you wanna be a thug? My thugs in Chicago
about the heat in the jungle, So the lion go for the pray in the concrete jungle, Ducks and goose turn into gazelles, running in the jungle. Trust me, nothing lasts forever
just point out the bounce nigga ya, listen Rumor has it 'The Blueprint Classic' Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden So September 11th marks the era forever
Drop palm olive on the vent and make it dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected I got killers off in Chicago
Palmolive in a nigga dope Make it come back even harder than before Baby, I'm the only one that paid your car notes Well connected, got killers off in Chicago
are so professional Our little purple star, too good for earth you are (Now, I'm sittin' here) Houston's missing you, LA's missing you DC's missing you, Chicago
and down Jumpin thru the hoops Making every motion seem like forever There's air conditioning and brand new nails And phone calls from people in chicago