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letra de illernoise remix - kwintell wright

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[intro- kwintell wright]

[chi town…chicago! the go! chi city…chiraq…carry windy city upon my back]

[verse 1-kwintell wright]
feeling ms. windy, i’m so chi but up to the chick i go [chicago]
fished in plenty other lakes but chi illernoise hear my flow
chicken k!lled harold, nonsense daley, you’ll holler rahm man
steppin’ stairway to ghetto heaven, shout out to common
used to wake up to my mom’s music, chaka khan often
do or die’s crucial, conflict’s a twista
da brats of my city only raise statistics
guts and goals, being chicken’s for the gizzards
bear the bull of the black hawks who doubted you
march ya white socks, feel fire surrounding you
hear me on wax, girls jock kyoo’s tip
boy i’m on point like sear tower’s tip
angels of light and darkness dwell this earth
i traveled worldwide but chi city’s my turf
i said angels of light and darkness dwell this earth
but i’m so chi, milk the cow for what its worth

[hook-kwintell wright]

ballin out chicago’s bull i rose (forever i’mma rep my chi illernoise!) power 92 or gci on the road (forever i’mma rep my chi illernoise!) no thug in me, i just bang my city so ya feel it (forever i’mma rep my chi illernoise!) it sears tower boy, what you talkin bout willis? (forever i’mma rep my chi illernoise!)

[hook 1x]

[verse 2-kwintell wright]

city
home of the don juan, pimpin’ and cadillacs
chi
haitian-based from jean baptiste du sable
homie that’s a hard act to follow
the
capone was rome here, house was born here, windy city gave a black president his throne here
anything less than the best is the waste of us
you

[hook 1x]

[verse 3-kwintell wright]

so fresh, so fly, peerin’ out my eyes, arising skyline of lake sh0r- drive
fresh as febreze, creepin’ through the scene
donell jones knows chi’s where i wanna be
but eventually i’ll leave, more i wanna see
robin williams know that you can’t doubt fire
remember river oaks mall, hot pursuit?
we used to game on college campus girls in the loop
home of house music, juke and footworking
chicken’s cluck sat-rday, sunday at churches
john hand c-cked a gun, he got time
juvenile criminals crazed out they minds
carrying a gun does not mean you’re thug
thuggin’ is guarding loyalty and love
get the party poppin, ch-chi city the illest
b. harris beat, boy i know that you feel this

[hook 1x]

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