Sarcastic Sounds
St. Mary’s
[Intro: Wallace & The Dark People of The Light]
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
Say Chitown; fly
Chitown; fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
Say Chitown; fly
Chitown; fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly

[Verse 1: Tanaka Hingie]
All they do is die trying; grave rugby
They lose big; you don’t win against dead fiends
Take L’s while they’ neighbors to where M’s be
But alphabet don’t move; why let us skip leg day
Aah!
Which pen rights all these wrongs?
Aah!
Now when I kneel, I’m strong
Haha
Then head straight to the priest
John Baptist, Jesus please
Revive the gay days we so miss
But poverty made first vow like Mardi Gras
The weak on the food chain; man, we made of grass
So when I sit in the bus, I dream that Rolls I parks
Yet they kill our dreams and dream cars too
Hope they spook as Rolls Royce Ghosts
How? All that’s there is potholed roads
And my sisters get paid over one, two strokes
And my brothers on drugs
Violent crimes, is what they reap like they farm a brawl; thus Martin Shkreli
No rehearsal for life, we is never ready
Walk around in coffins cause the streets deadly
Pauper for days, poor done put a ring on y’all
As we witness your wedding; the Saint marries, y'all

[Verse 2: Malcom Mufunde]
Let the Shona say this is my mothertown coz it's my city
Coz even if my albums tank, I know they feel me
I step only on your green pastures with my leg end
They say that makes me a soft G, well, that's a legend
Our life’s a Premier League
We use arsenal to shoot a man's chest and leave a pool of blood in the streets
I love you but the problem is I'm just another Malcom
Whatever I say, shooting me down will be the outcome
They say it's in this city, I'mma find my lady
But ladies love trash rappers 'cause they talk dirty
I grew up around gangsters and mad people
Put my Jays on, the ruler's back and make this tec wiggle
They kill n***as like it's Black Friday
But we resurrect on a Sunday like Jesus is my stylist
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
When they say sit down, we all stay fly

[Verse 3: TiNaYe]
I only love you and you
I try so hard to impress you, look at all the things that I do
Sometimes I really act a fool
Like putting you on my status; hidden so only I can view
I love your hips and your curves; majolica
The wasted road, bumps and downs- they full of potholes
You’re not from Sky but you’ so angelical
Beautiful, ghettoful, you’re so majestical
Chitown the city of gods
And rare minerals, look at your talent unfold
Home of the greats; so many you have brought
Laid the path so we can follow it of course
I only pray that we never ever go off course
That we follow the footprint and never fall by its falls
And that we rise up and hit our goals
So we can light it up
And Chitown rose

[Outro: Wallace & The Dark People of The Light]
Say Chitown; fly
Chitown; fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly
Say Chitown; fly
Chitown; fly
When I say Chitown, y'all say fly