Wiz Tha Great - Space Jam Lyrics

Chicago the only city i know with Two seasons
Cold asf and Death

Chillin on halsted might cost you yo Life and shit
I'm from the southside on Englewood y'all better mark that hit
Martin Luther king March that lick
Get a spliff and spark that lift
I don't really wanna work this shift
I feel so worthless here
I might just go back
To the trap try to relax
Try to make a million off of these Raps
Fuck the system and these traps
Sign yo name on the dotted line
I'm just here so i won't get fined
All these promises and all these lies

Got a prophecy for my line
For my blood
For my grind
Save yo mind
Take yo time
Don't be blind
Pulling wool
Over eyes
Keep em wide

Gotta stay woke young blood
Know where you from young blood
But don't show no love young blood
That's the way it goes young blood

Gold on a stove he arose from the Poors
From the slum, kicking doors, with His bros
Know he knows
Keep a good coat for the weather
Never show a rat yo cheddar
The next nigga ain't no better
Sining but we wanna get in heaven?
That don't even make no sense
Bout to turn green like grinch
626 like stitch
Quick scheme tryna get rich
Try to get a crib a better whip
Fuck this world and grab her by the Hips
Crush her like a chip and then i dip
Watching lies escaping from your Lips
If i had a daughter wouldn't trip
But if i had a son itd be so simple
I been serving truths just like the Simpsons
Give that girl the act right Sherley Temple
He won't make it cuz he's black
In the class sitting in the back
Never fitting in and never giving Back
Wiz is really dead but he never left
Y'all don't even know my struggle
Living in a world that don't love you
On the rise and only heavens right Above you

I just wanna tell my story
I just wanna tell my story
I just wanna tell my story
I just wanna tell my story