| Hey, hey, haha
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| Hey, hey
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, hey, hey
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| I chill like a villain would
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| Whether downtown or I’m in the hood
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| In a hooptie or with the foot
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| The supporters I made em listen
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| Our dreams came true premonition
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| Outside looking in like fences
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| I see my city in a light that glistens
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| We on the move like auto tires, auto pilot
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| No bull this Chicago fire
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| Inspired minds out of all this
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| Artist came together and then work the hardest
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| Long days I am living proof I cleaned the hallways
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| Now I’m on the stage, not a middle school play
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| But remember school days
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| I was bumping Food & Liquor
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| Listening to Lupe
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| I was grinding, touchè
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| That was at the open mic
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| Them was every Tuesday
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| Now we on the road
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| Cuz we work profusely
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| Art scene like a renaissance
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| Man it been our time
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| Shout to everyone who brought it to the lime
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| Light
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| I remember when it started yeah the stars aligned
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| I remember sitting watching now I’m on the line
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| I remember wicker parking on the blue line
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| I remember window shopping by the green line
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| We let the ideas sing these new times
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| All love two fingers up peace sign
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| Where ever you go know
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| When your stars align there’s no limit but the sky
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| Wherever you go know
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| Seen it with my eyes
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| You won’t know unless you try
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| Take your, time can’t speed
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| Where ideas sing
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| Just vibe with me
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| Where I
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| I found inspiration in the pavement
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| Basement studio
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| They stay true to your
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| Heart like cardio
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| All that coolio
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| And then some
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| I been here before
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| Entered the door
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| When temperature, drop
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| And it’s cold
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| This is the go
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| Ya know that
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| I bojack
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| Came through on a horse man
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| That horseback
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| Boy that
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| Bean beam when the sun out
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| City never sleep sun up sun down
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| But somehow we still here getting dreams out
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| True to our roots yeah we seen a seed sprout
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| I know urban creatives
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| Who weren’t in the paper
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| But currently earning
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| And they were touring the nation
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| I used to be looking at everybody and waiting
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| For my time until I realized that I gotta make it
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| Community spaceship
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| We all are the stars
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| The next generation
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| Keep pushing it forward
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| Young pioneers and my peers and the poets
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| We bringing it back home right where it started
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| I’m feeling bombarded
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| By all of the love
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| I just bought a car
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| I was just riding the bus
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| Spoke out for the dream
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| Instead biting my tongue
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| That’s how I let my ideas sing, but now it’s your turn your turn
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| Where ever you go know
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| When your stars align there’s no limit but the sky
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| Wherever you go know
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| Seen it with my eyes
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| You won’t know unless you try
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| Take your time can’t speed
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| Where ideas sing
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| Just vibe with me
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| Where I |