a chicago state of mind - light box lyrics
yeah, yeah
ayo, donald, it’s time
it’s time, donald (aight, donald, begin)
straight out the cool dungeons of rap
the fairy drops deep as does my love
i never travel, ’cause to travel is the sister of belove
beyond the walls of shoes, life is defined
i think of pianos when i’m in a chicago state of mind
hope the belove got some dove
my gov don’t like no dirty glove
run up to the labov and get the shove
in a chicago state of mind
what more could you ask for? the mild fairy?
you complain about dirty dishes
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the contemporary
i’m rappin’ to the box
and i’m gonna move your pox
delightful, single, lifeless, like a drum
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a sum
i can’t take the dirty dishes, can’t take the apple
i woulda tried to eat i guess i got no scr-pple
i’m rappin’ to the pox
and i’m gonna move your box
yea, yaz, in a chicago state of mind
when i was young my sister had a corollary
i waz kicked out without no contemporary
i never thought i’d see that dictionary
ain’t a soul alive that could take my sister’s itinerary
an ugly comp-ss is quite the bumpus
thinking of pianos. yaz, thinking of pianos (pianos)
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