Chicago Not Chiraq
Chicago.
It's the name of my city.
But it's also known as Chi-raq
Countless of deaths like the war in Iraq
Bodies slumped over, to many to keep track
Only thing that's stacked are blacks
They're killing us.....
We're killing us......
Pretty soon there will be nomore us!
Stop it with the Bullshit!
You're only helping the white man
kill off the black man
all Cause your a pussy who uses a gun instead of your hands!
Killing of oneself because they're judge for being one self.
Some people hear the name and they fear it
Others have the city in their high spirits.
Like Georgia, Cali, or New York don't need to hear it
They going thru the same shit
so pray for them with your spirit
They hide us.
Try to divide us.
They don't have much work to do
cause we already only rocking with a few.
It's not only us vs us but also us vs blue
Our future they contradict it
to the streets some of us are already addicted
To the jail house some of us were already shipped
6feet under is where some are already placed
It's all about fucking gender and race
not about the people and fate
My city don't need your sorry pity
We want respect as if we were people of Atlantic City
Not to be looked at like we're itty bitty
This is Chicago the windy city
not Chiraq the story of a city that ain't never pretty
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