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Chitown

I made the headlines the minute that they heard my lines

Chitown needed a crown prince so I gave 'em I

Young king been through hell for what the dreams may come

Witness the legacy unfold right before your eyes

This is melancholy mixed with a touch of greatness

You’ feeling sorry and jolly with every sentence

I'm from the corner store bakery where I made my dough

I'm a dollar more than I was, never say I’m broke

I let my poetry bombinate and propel my cause

A sweet preference, I could achieve the same with prose

Malcom Takurira, make 'em say alhamdulillah

For sparing the next man on his kill list 'cause that's peculiar

You find power in love, I got love for my power

I'm narcissistic and I've earned it, I'm from the gutter

You overly diluted town boys wouldn't last the minute

Made friends with the city and brewed mixtapes in it

Check my record; it’s checkmate when I record

Spill my heart and let my words spear their hearts and throats

Antidepressants won’t lift me, I'm down in the mouth

Out and about, looking around on the scenic route

Chasing the dreamboat life mama couldn’t afford me

I love it that way, I find delight in underdog stories

But I'mma come up smelling like roses, looking like Moses

They can not stop this, they'll make a way for me

Over a barrel but over my dead body should you benefact

It's beneficial I solo, let pain reenact

And learn the ropes and, never fall again

Higher the pain threshold, LOL if I fall again

Laugh in my sleeve when I perceive they juxtaposition

The true king with the kids like it’s another open

Bullycide alert, bully boy when it comes to this

Can't sit my ass down 'cause what are they supposed to kiss?

This is the intro, imagine what they are in for

I'm going the whole hog, I gotta do this for Kiko

He knows I did more for Chitown than it did for me

So I don't owe the city nothing; the city owes me

Said I should be on the radio so they fox with mans

But I could never kill the goose that lays the golden eggs

What's in it for me? Nigga, what's it to you?

I'm content with your girl screaming, "I'm into you"

Opened my big mouth and publicized my dirty linen

But still maneuver through the hurdles, with my pride with me

I'll never stop, my rhythm is perpetual

HipHop, I'm known to carry on like a marsupial

Put more faith in the music than in government lips

Chiadzwa put no diamonds up, Roc Nation did

In my last burst of fire, it's game, set, match

I played the game with the rules they set but they were no match

You could be the GOAT, I wanna be a lion, watch me eat 'em

You could be the greatest of all time in my digestive system

I talk sense so they love my verse pennywise

And those who clown me will only make me Pennywise

Reincarnated in a different premise, I'm constipated

Could give a shit but you gotta be patient

Shawty look like J-Lo, said she love me but she eighteen

And trust me, that's a great thing

But who believes in me? I'm not steady, I'm

Crazy with the belief I can fill up a stadium

Feeling; this fucked up feeling

I feel the Pan-African bullshit, I'm not vibing with it

These rappers are not woke, man, they' sleeping on me

And they just hate to marvel like the DC comics

I'm dreaming Maybachs and more Rovers than Blackburn

Counting presidents in my black hands

I was raised a block away from PhatHood

A synagogue away was a mosque and a Pentecostal

Thug signs and sacraments DNA'd my character

I idolized the chainsmokers and the gang members

With a pair of baggie sweats, a spray-can and a Lakers jersey

This is the only way now, never talk of a red herring