V1
Young man, one strand of grey in his goatee
It's not age, but wisdom that makes him a OG
Born March 31st if you should ask
That's understanding and knowledge if you do the math
My city royalty, crown the town
The Go! City limit stomping grounds I prowl
And No! I ain't these young ass kids, I been around a while
I been off the porch, putting it down a while
So all you goofiez talking X-Y-Z
Miss me with that, shoo, lil' nigga
You can't fit in my shoes, lil' nigga
Your choice; red or blue pill, but either way, you will respect my genius
Throneroom status, capital KING shit
Any side of town, on my Negus, how I see fit
Uh! Extraordinary to be honest
In your face, lungbutter loogie hockin'
Yup Yup!

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Whaddownjo!
You know the demo where I'm from
Yup! Whaddownjo
You know the demo where I'm from
Yup! Whaddownjo
You know the demo where I'm from
Yup! Whaddownjo
You know the demo where I'm from
Yup Yup!! Whaddownjo (S.OUTHSIDE!!)
You know the demo where I'm from from
Yup! Whaddownjo (E.AST SIDE!!)
You know the demo where I'm from
Yup! Whaddownjo (W.EST SIDE!!)
You know the demo where I'm from
Yup! Whaddownjo (N.ORTH SIDE!!)
You know the demo where I'm from
(WE GOT IT S.E.W.N. UP!!)

V2
(Pyschodrama..) Psychodrama made me wanna rap
And further put a city that made me on the map
Triple Darkness, Do or Die, and Twista was bumping
I lived around the corner from No Pity Productions
Bought Chi-Bangin' from the Brickyard
Chi-Town Outlawz, Sox Park Mob
Waxmaster and Jammin' Gerald, juke ass shit
Mogs used to footwork, I couldn't do that shit
D.A. Smart told me to walk with him, Whitefolks asking "What You Be About"
Damn near every car passing by, "Po Pimpin" and "Magic" was beating out
Shout D-Fly, J.D. Walker, Trax, too
Snypaz, Crucial Conflict, Qualo and MATS Crew
Etcetera Etcetra to anyone I leave out
Long Live the Legendary Pinkhouse
Yup Yup!!

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V3
Piece of advice for you cowards and frauds
The perfect time is now to get lost
I rep with pride that Baptist Dusable house with the large
Ill State Assassins and Dem Dare family tree out in the yard
No matter how hard you try to spit or filch it, your lyrics imbalanced
Chicagoism ain't a religion, it's spirituali-..TY
Exactly what I got it down to
I'm down to surpass levels you'll never amount to
My flow is on it's own plant, probably
Rotating upon itself, no kurukurunabe
The nagare godly, has been since its inauguration
In audio-form as a nootropic no one topping
That's because you been truant
Take what you pushing and shove it, I'm above the influence
Hate it or love it, class in session, the subject is nuking your vile roster
Call me DMT or CHIiyuasca
Yup Yup!!

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