My City - Sycosis

My City - Sycosis

  • Year of release: 2011
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 4:40

Below is the lyrics of the song My City , artist - Sycosis with translation

Lyrics " My City "

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My City

Sycosis

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This Chicago, You Sleeping I Know

But this the Windy City do it big’s the motto

And this My city yeah (boy) This My city yeeaaah

This my city yeah (boy) This My city yeeaaah

This is Chi-Town, Them Killers Ride Round

And They be beefing all summer til it die down

But this My city yeah (boy) This My city yeeeah (boy)

This My city yeah (boy) This My city yeeeah

Look look 93rd and Cottage Grove

Ramen noodles on that stove/

Cooking like I’m Jeezy think Im Yeezy

With these kind of clothes/

Check my kicks they kinda cold

Momma couldn’t afford them/

But I’m grown now I can sport them

Look Jordan ain’t got these Jordans/

Yeah they fusions don’t confuse them

Getting W’s yall niggas loosing/

These facts in fact they proven

The city packed them blacks and moved them/

So we out here in these burbs fam

Living off these words fam/

We be in the streets too deep

You barely off the curb fam/

Look look Madison and Laramie

What you think you scaring me/

I grew up in this jungle

Where D boys got packs and bundles/

They be serving they be serving

Got no jobs but say they working/

Cops swerving and swerving

Leave em in that country hurting/

Let me take you up to Lake Shore

North Pole to be exact/

Red Line to Howard Train

Where niggas posted by the tracks/

Back down to the Low End

But now they call it Bronzeville/

Heat beat the Bulls

Won’t find nobody in Lebron’s still/

Sibley and Halsted

Wild Hundreds we lost it/

Walked in Arnie’s 100 singles

Fell in love and tossed it/

Damn her ass enormous

Now we flying down Torrence/

Made a left on Stony Island

Need a Gym Shoe Sub I’m on it/

You say «choosing» we say «going»

And she Going so I’m blowing/

All this money for no reason

We only got 2 seasons/

Summer time and winter time

And both them bitches fierce/

You like heat waves or snow storms

Get both them bitches here

Cuz this Chicago

Look look 55th and Lake Park

You might find you a skate park/

55th in Gage Park

You might catch you a case dog/

Kings and Folks be beefing

Que paso, ya tu fuiste/

Way to far in that hood

Now make it home won’t be easy/

Let me take you to Rogers Park

Up into that Gold Coast/

Never seen a condo cost more

So bring lots of dough/

This the home of Lupe, Kanye

Common, Kels, plus Twista/

If they said they fucking with us

They was probably fucking with ya/

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