Buddha - Chicago's Acid lyrics

Don't be a lame It's all the same when I'm dancing with you In the acid rain Tryna make this pain a gain Connect to you Food chain Brain drain From this game I don't' wanna play But please stay I won't fade you away Hide behind the wall End the habit Once and for all Hate seeing the crawl Struggle Tryna juggle Life Devil will cut you open Surgical knife Let's hide Keep you on the side Commitment But you a fitment Or a figment Of my imagination I hate seeing you But I be missing you With reference to Everything Can't let this fall through Let's take a ride I'll be the bride You're the groom Call the car a Test room I like to presume Or pursue Tell me your mistakes Oh, hydraulic brakes? No need to stop Dudes over on Stony keep getting popped Wish everyone's momma was like mine Top of the line God, where's the sign? World on my shoulders Aren't you the holder? Free me of my mind Close the window blind No thoughts Stomach knots Talk about the dub Talk about the yacht club Gold ring on your finger The past lingers Tryna hold the stanky Tell momma you sorry Google how to do it on safari Lost for words Education was first And you were coerced Dived in Headfirst She tried to nurse you Back to God But you wanted squad Piston rod 17 years old Uncontrolled Chicago They called you lago Violence is timeless You were a compliance Defiance You bled in her arms Neighborhood heard the alarms Place where we have The freedom to bear arms 50 Benjamin's dropped on the casket Mom cries Brother looks up to the sky And no reply Another one lost in the system I Couldn't resist ‘em I hate hearing that I hate this Police already arrive at The scene Don't even have a need People misread And people bleed But who's blood is on the streets? Considered obsoletes Tell me you care Why you over there? You can't prepare Beware 64 shot in the Chi Only so far in October They were cold sober Media thinks we won't grow older Mediocre Promoter of violence Some are the alliance This ain't rocket science Broken homes Don't gotta be Sherlock holmes To solve the bluntly stated truth Im out here near Duluth 2 hours away But where's my city? Can't take pity on me Good pizza Beef & hotdogs I love the food You can conclude But instead you exclude Talk about being nice Myself will suffice Imagine the future It seems much cooler Get me a Rolex from the j**eler Talk about goals Talk about reality Hard to combine the commonalities Why school take away creativity? Put our minds in captivity Education activity One right answer No lung cancer Newports be the most lethal dose Give a toast to the youth To tell the truth I wanna be in the booth Out of school Got me feeling like a goofy Room ain't even roomy Hop on the orange line Down to the loop Miss that design Got me feeling like cloud nine And I hate to whine But say something Break your spine Zero percent sign Gotta go back to church I miss that altar wine Kept me sane In my terrain Where's my city? Where my city though? And I keep asking