[Intro: Matt Muse]
Don't you ever let nobody tell you "you can't be great"
They see a f**ed up boy in a f**ed up city
I see the conductor of a beautiful symphony
You hear me?
[Hook: Matt Muse]
When this sh** stop play it back, play it back
Put the whole city on the map, on the map
If it's too heavy gimme that, gimme that
I'll put the whole city on my back, on my back
Whole city on my back, on my back
Put the whole city on my back, on my back
Whole city on my back, on my back
I'll put the whole city on my back, on my back
[Verse 1: Matt Muse]
Straight talk, I ain't tryina' be polite
If you're blind to the truth get out of my sight
On the Red Line, missed 'bout 16 stops
Talking 'bout how that pig shot 16 shots
Then my people went and marched 'bout 16 blocks
Tell that cop he can s** 'bout 16...
Y'all fill in the blanks
Tell Kelso we ain't feeling these pranks
Haters want to slow us cause it's we they ain't
But they must not know us cause B they can't
Uh they can't stop the streak
From heaven's gates down to these streets
We keep it solid that concrete
So ain't no stopping my Chi-City now
[Bridge: Matt Muse]
Inhale, no more living in hell
Exhale, cause we 'bout to excel
Inhale, my city ain't in hell
Exhale, cause all we do is excel
[Hook]
[Verse 2: MFnMelo]
I'm alive but homicide is testing me
Never SAT ya understand
Don't collide
Wavy guy
Blessed be
Life's a beach that ain't sandy
Rest In Piece to my grannies
Flexin' speech out the jammy
Next prestige
Complexion beam
This flesh of me is uncanny
Unrealistic
You feel this sh**
Like brail all hale pivot
Conceal digits
I thrill
Witness gon' tell never gon forget it
f** 12 never gon' forgive em
They Hate my colored dawgs lik it's reservoir
Mr orange is no competitor
Feddrer etc I'm headed there
Fetty yeah left eye blaze a Trail
Aw here we go and dats word to Kel
Kenan scheming Show like SNL
Best Intel check ya self
Free Frsh, crack da seal on the cognac
Opponent lackin' sk**s I don't want to have
Pissed off, my hunger put me on to that
Kriss kross the jersey city on my back n***a
[Verse 3: Matt Muse]
Stay in your lane bro you need a new stearer
I get my bestest advice from the mirror
He told me "Don't talk it, just be it my n***a"
Paint the right picture so they see him clearer
You don't need no filter, just move with no feara'
You pick up that mic...Go Jordan or Ditka
Our tower is bigger
You cold, well we're sicker
These Chi-City slickers got treats for you trickers
From the Fake Shore to the Lake Shore
Make sure they know that we all one beast
The weakest, the cleanest
From Harold's to Remus
Either way we're all tryina' eat
So I'll put em on the Link, no more worries
Baby tell me what you think of that allegory
I'll share our truth then tell our story
Wait, hold on hold on, I got a call from glory
He said...
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Outro]
When this sh** stop play it back
Put the whole city on the map
Put the whole city on your back, on your back
Whole city on my back, on my back
Whole city on your back, on your back
Whole city on my back