Letras
Chicago's golden slam poet
Is back in motion
Knocking speakers in the house
Like Nancy Pelosi
I've been floating in the potion of Blackest roses
In between micro dosing
And keeping it sober
Stay modest in the face
Of the greediest posers
Trying to coat the kids' walls
With CDs and posters
City bleeding and I'm fiending
To seam it with culture
I'm the big brother baby
The family closer
I was born in the form of
The rock of Gibraltar
Can't contain all the pain
Chicago will Hulk you
Too much fiction in the picture
From Johnny Travoltas
Need a refund for the reruns
That they sold you
I'm the high to the mid
That they lowed you
I dance salsa while I listen to Sosa
Be yourself even when
You not supposed to
And fuck them if they wining
Like mimosa
I woke up in a melody
Free don't leave
I woke up in a melody
Free don't leave
I don't know what's happening
On the other side
I cannot waste no day no way
Running out of time
The sky turns grey and the
Sun still rains on me
Had to meditate let the
Melody sang through me
I been training like Bruce Wayne When Bane broke his back
Same city Saba Mick and
Chano learned to rap
Where they glorify gentrify
Justify homicide
Sitting in my living room
Deciding if I live or die
Staring at a picket white fence
Damn Gina bought a
Beamer and a Benz
Talked to this oracle
He gave me two cents
He said why you think they call it Abercrimebie and Fitch
They wouldn't save your ass if you
Was lying in a ditch