[Hook: Common & Kanye West]
And ya say Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
Yeah, and ya say Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
Ye-yeah, and ya- ya say Chi- Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
Yeah, and ya say Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
(City- City-)
[Verse 1: Common]
I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me
Took it out of space and niggas thought they lost me
I'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap
It ain't ninety-fo' Joe, we can't go back
The game need a makeover
My man retired, I'mma takeover
Tell these halftime niggas break's over
I'm raw, hustlas get your baking soda
Too many rape the culture
Leave rappers with careers and they faith over
It's a war goin' on, you can't fake bein' a soldier
In the basement, listening to tapes of Ultra-
Magnetic, to the fact the messiah is black
I'll turn the TV down, we can take it higher than that
I wonder if these whack niggas realize they whack
And they the reason that my people say they tired of rap
Inspired by black Muslims and Christians
Pushin' cutlasses, dope, and other traditions
In the conditions of the city, the city
The city, the city, the city, the city
Come on
And ya say Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
Yeah, and ya say Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
Ye-yeah, and ya- ya say Chi- Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
Yeah, and ya say Chi-City
We don't stop, naw, we don't quit
(City- City-)
[Verse 1: Common]
I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me
Took it out of space and niggas thought they lost me
I'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap
It ain't ninety-fo' Joe, we can't go back
The game need a makeover
My man retired, I'mma takeover
Tell these halftime niggas break's over
I'm raw, hustlas get your baking soda
Too many rape the culture
Leave rappers with careers and they faith over
It's a war goin' on, you can't fake bein' a soldier
In the basement, listening to tapes of Ultra-
Magnetic, to the fact the messiah is black
I'll turn the TV down, we can take it higher than that
I wonder if these whack niggas realize they whack
And they the reason that my people say they tired of rap
Inspired by black Muslims and Christians
Pushin' cutlasses, dope, and other traditions
In the conditions of the city, the city
The city, the city, the city, the city
Come on
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