dante valentino - Chicago

Cruisin' down the shore, see the lights of my city
Murder running free I won't deny that it's gritty
Crack- crack a muthafuckin' skull 'cause I don't pity
If I'm springing into action bitch you'll die if you ain't with me

Cruisin' down the shore, see the lights of my city
Murder running free I won't deny that it's gritty
Crack- crack a muthafuckin' skull 'cause I don't pity
If I'm springing into action bitch you'll die if you ain't with me

I'm on a train deep in the city
I got my arsenal up with me
Two cars down I see some crackies and they all be looking itchy
I pay extra for that clean so I ain't upping nothing gritty
Goofy walk up talking tough I turnt his head into some chili

I spent more than a band on a bitch
I done went all in on a wish
She was just like Poison Ivy
I fell in love with her poison kiss
I set a clock for my death's untimely
Tourniquet so the poison hits
I hope that she don't untie me
I'm tongue tied to her midnight lips

This murder shit I've mastered
Walk up on man he plastered
More than an unhinged bastard
I'll put bloodlines on ransom
They say I'm Patrick Bateman
I think I'm way more handsome
Lil bitch don't be mistaken
This my Chicago anthem

Cruisin' down the shore, see the lights of my city
Murder running free I won't deny that it's gritty
Crack- crack a muthafuckin' skull 'cause I don't pity
If I'm springing into action bitch you'll die if you ain't with me

Cruisin' down the shore, see the lights of my city
Murder running free I won't deny that it's gritty
Crack- crack a muthafuckin' skull 'cause I don't pity
If I'm springing into action bitch you'll die if you ain't with me

My citys rebirth in the flames
I feel I could do the same
All I've known in life is pain
The way she paints inside my brain
I need life up on the grid
'Cause I don't know from where I came
I can't see her where she is
So I'll forever mourn her name

My city is the OG Gotham but there ain't no Batman here to save it
My lust for blood is all-consuming me you cannot tame it
My brain is itching and I cannot sleep because I crave it
My desire is to grab your fuckin face and rearrange it

Homicide, mortified
Tap that ass, other side
Information classified
Feel the tension amplify
With weapons and I'm fortified
Saw his bitch she horrified
Everybody terrified
I didn't get to clarify

We got real sticks, real poles
Real bitches, real hoes
Real mops, real glocks
Real blocks, real bros
Real money, real flow
Drop it down real slow
Bloody nose, real blow
Stripper dance, real show

Written by:
Daniel James Williams-Shapiro

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find