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two words: Chi-town, South Side, worldwide

'Cause I rep that 'til I fuckin' die

One neck two chains, one waist two gats

One wall twenty plaques, dues paid, gimme that

I am limelight, Blueprint, five mics

Go Getters rhyme like should've been signed twice

Most imitated, Grammy nominated

Hotel accommodated, cheerleader prom-dated

Barbershop playa-hated, mom-and-pop bootlegged it

Felt like it rained 'til the roof caved in

Two words: Chi-town raised me, crazy

So I live by two words: "Fuck you, pay me"

Screamin', "Jesus, save me"

You know how the game be

I can't let 'em change me

'Cause on judgment day, you gon' blame me

Look, God, it's the same me

And I basically know now we get racially profiled

'Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and ho'd down

Plus, I got a whole city to hold down

From the bottom so the top's the only place to go now