: (broadway-style fake singing) Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way! Oh, what fun it is to ride To chicago every day, oh... Thing-fish: Oooh
with hatred Then, the hard life is all that they'll know And there ain't no place in Chicago for those kids to go I was a child in the sixties Dreams
88.5 Chicago. Yeah. I shoot the gift on the radio station 88.5 WHPK was the only station that would fuck with rap 88.5 Chicago. On the radio station.
In my dreams they're coming to collect ive got something that they want and i dont know what it is but you hid it in my luggage like a needle in a haystack
with hatred Then, the hard life is all that they'll know And there ain't no place in (Belfast) for These kids to go (Chicago) (This world) A cafeteria line in Chicago
very hard life It's a hard life wherever you go And if we poison our children with hatred Then the hard life is all that they'll know Cafeteria line in Chicago
hard life It's a hard life wherever you go And we poison our children with hatred And the hard life is all that they know At the dairyline in Chicago
[Cheri] This is a story about two riders One's from Chicago And the other is from New York [Twista] Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance
livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream
I someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride Put down the top, now we flossin Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window Workin with
Yo Nod What's up B-lo? Hey man, niggaz tryin' to stir up shit between amongst us and Chicago man, what you think about this shit? Ah, between us and the
nigga livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream