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letra de witchboard anthem (my kind of town) - witchboard

{hook}
my kind of town, chicago is
my town, chi town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
m-th- f-ka no crown, bow your f-ckin’ head down

my kind of town, chicago is
my town, chi town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
long spilling of a blood, ’bout to make your ass drown

{v1}
i’m from the c h i c a g o dope
i know i flow, master at any tempo
chi town rap guard,hard as a project brick
whatcho think? know which cl!ck to roll with
thugs outta k-town, folks in a manner
the cops can’t stand a real gangster they c-ck the hammer
n-gga i am a versatile soldier
born in inglewood where the block can’t hold ya
college can’t mold ya so tell’em i told ya
sox park soldier, so feel! the sh-t is real!
and i got the sk!ll to deal on any level
in the back of the yard or stay street with the devil
so grab your shovel cause i’m about to dig up dirt
on any jerk i see i hate uic
for k!llin’ you town in the home of the hustlers
the loyal customers and the real motha f-kas
{hook}
my kind of town, chicago is
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
m-th- f-ka no crown, bow your f-ckin’ head down
{v2}

it’s a party y’all and everybody is invited
with whole crews re-united, everybody’s excited
united we stand divided we fall
so i ball till the day that i’m gone
holla! m-th- f-cka !!
it’s that sh-t again
chi town, my town, have it fits again
y’all know my sk!ll, stompin n-ggas cold like december degrees
with ghetto raw-ass team it’s a hustler dreams
creams got by the hour
sh-t squeak but the heat could make the cream go sour
touch mine and imma murder you cowards
you want a war then for sure, it’s a murder an hour
b-tch k!lla! singling n-ggas like we try to gorillas
with the force of the mighty godzilla
y’all know who illa
i do it for the thugs and k!llers
rest in peace to my fallen n-ggas! holla!

{hook}
my kind of town, chicago is
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
m-th- f-ka no crown, bow your f-ckin’ head down
my kind of town, chicago is
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
long spilling of a blood, ’bout to make your ass drown

{v3}
n-ggas is so silly; they think they can dodge bullets
they hit your stomach like it was s-m-n in a raw steward
we planned the whole thing, ain’t no eyes to it
your death was tragic dude, hope your mama got through it
you lost a lot of blood your garment got ruined
k!llin’ is our language i done f-cked around ‘n got fluent
it’s like auschwitz better hope you’re not jewish
n-ggas i saw through them they’re sh-tty like raw sewage
i’ll be that instrument more like a conduit
they don’t respect you cause the way you flow is not nuanced
they don’t electrify, they don’t respond to it
the only way to hear your voice if it’s posthumous
you’re just a p-ssy cat, we put the c-ck to it
you theiving b-st-rds, you saw the way that god do it
you’re just a noxious, we’re about to do you
and your n-ggas couldn’t save you if his name was jon steward
d-mn

{hook}
my kind of town, chicago is (for god don’t make ’em n-gga!)
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
m-th- f-ka no crown, bow your f-ckin’ head down
my kind of town, chicago is
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
lungs filling up with blood, ’bout to make your ass drown

{v4}
you know what time it is, by witchboard watch
witchboard days dippin’ witchboard rocks
the clover line is out we can’t keep it in thud
size 13,witch kicks and my witchboard socks
we’re the cl!ck that keeps it higher than georgia
when you get it going on they can’t ignore ya
it’s the season of the wits, handcuff your b-tch
my head hurts when i’m broke so i gotta stay rich
don’t hate dog you wanna be down
all in the videos, rubbin’ on hoes
gotta get it where you fit it , focus been driven
inside the lining of my goose time i throw a ways hidden
too old to play games and i don’t like lens
i’ve already got the money now i’m after the fame
when i die they honor me like kurt cobain
witch board re-united, ain’t a d-mn thing changed

{hook}
my kind of town, chicago is (for god don’t make ’em n-gga!)
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
m-th- f-ka no crown, bow your f-ckin’ head down

my kind of town, chicago is
my town, shy town, dumb n-gga don’t frown
lungs filling up with blood, ’bout to make your ass drown

- witchboard

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