The Primeridian & Rashid Hadee - Chitowns Finest (feat. Slot-A & Neak)

These niggas stay fronting, talk a bunch of nothing
We out getting money all day
Tell a mothafucker what you want always
Cause we are Chitown’s finest
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
(Say what)
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day
Now Dull’s what you lames is, colorful’s my language
Even in layman’s, speak in Hughes like Langston
Allen and Albert, Dead Presidents we out for
Menace To Society Black Male Alpha but
We don’t fraternize our pockets we capitalize
For upper case faces in the Fields like Macy's
(Whoa)
Dayton and Hudson, in the making like lunch is
Talk from the side of ya neck ya face I punch in
Like you made a mistake but like that take
For you to beat Race what would something like that take?
A miracle, God's blessing and a natural disaster
Handicapped steroids plus a tape of our practice
In the other words ninja it’s just not happening
What it was in the beginning it what comes after
From Alabama, Canada, Alaska, Africa
Trying to get my SAG up ASCAP, AFTRA
These niggas stay fronting, talk a bunch of nothing
We out getting money all day
Tell a mothafucker what you want always
Cause we are Chitown’s finest
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day
The new kid in the biz is beating em off the block
Corner left back like brother, little Ox
In the belly of the beast, it’s tripping under defeat
It’s coming close like Common, thoughts seeing defeat
My vision’s so electric looking out of myself
Mirror’s seeing nothing but sun in the morning stealth
So I’m brushing off the actions nothing can hold me down
Fucking up mad villains like penning that fancy clown
I’m finna run the town, sucka follow the leader like re-inventing the rock
I’m cold don’t wanna see it
Neak Undefined, rhyming ahead of time
Infected by Queensbridge so I’m Chi-Town’s Nas
Illest rap niggas that’s leaning outta the speakerboxx
Underground Kings they dying my Bun B
And translated flow these niggas can’t see me
Chi-Town’s finest, something you wanna be
These niggas stay fronting, talk a bunch of nothing
We out getting money all day
Tell a mothafucker what you want always
Cause we are Chitown’s finest
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day
Some say life is a waste of time, and time’s a waste of life
So waste your time and have the time of your life
Well I dun wasted enough time so now it’s time to grind
Instead of playing the field time for me to find a wife
Living trife got me dead broke
For the dead presidents I cleared my head of all smoke
Now more smoking mirrors, no more fear of smokey the bear to come hither
So as the smoke clears, I’m more clearer
Focused on my goals knowing my role as a Father
Is to go way farther than the story that they chose
Cleared my head sorta barbershop, so I can get the bread and the larger pot
My daughter’s will know the ledge beyond a halter top
So often cops stop folk, but this brother’ll pull they card
Laughing at em on that you know u got jokes
See I got myself together, for some, my start with cheddar
For me, it was a desire to really make my life better
These niggas stay fronting, talk a bunch of nothing
We out getting money all day
Tell a mothafucker what you want always
Cause we are Chitown’s finest
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What (Hadee)
All day
Uh
The feeling is indescribable, given a long time ago
Risen from all kinda lows to living astronomical
Living out my dream, they say that shit is impossible
American gladiator, I’m witnessing all the obstacles
I got a lot to do, tripping with a lot to prove
Breathe life in it, no different from how a doctor do
Gone, I’m out there, distant, I’m too far from you
No phone call or smoke signal can reach my longitude
Latitude, my attitude on getting gratitude
It happen to be I’m in the wild with the animals
I just want to eat green, most of them cannibals
In other words, I’m looking for money, the next man pursue to eat you alive
Leave you victimized
Nothing change, it happen all the time
I said they eat you alive, leave you victimized
Nothing change, it happen all the time, god damn...
These niggas stay fronting, talk a bunch of nothing
We out getting money all day
Tell a mothafucker what you want always
Cause we are Chitown’s finest
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
We gon’ get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
I’m a get it, what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day

Written by:
Barron Bollar, Darshon Gibbs, Dominic Kelly, Jarnell Young, Simeon Viltz

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