02
Album: Odes
By: EAGLEBABEL
By: EAGLEBABEL
Duration
4:10
Genres
Description
New rapper/pianist EAGLEBABEL reminisces about growing up in Chatham on Chicago’s South Side (Chance the Rapper and Common are also from this neighborhood) and journeying to California for college. Caught between gun violence, middle class privilege, and pressures to finish school, he raps passionately about telling his story and making it in the music industry. From his 7-song EP Odes, “02” is dedicated to Kanye West and other Chicago rappers. Includes a sample of West's song "Can't Tell Me ...
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(from Genius.com) [Hook] La la la la Wait til I get my money right And then the verses go "ohh-ohh-oh" Say Chi-city, yeah you knooow La la la la Wait til I tell my story, like Say Chi-city, yeah you knooow Say Chi-city, let's goooo [Verse 1] Back in 02 we was rockin British Knights and Girbauds Boost Mobiles and Timbalands with Missy in the stereo Power 92, house and footwork on the radio Fast-forward to now I'm thinkin "where we go?" Cycle memories around like merry-go Eagle eyes through the fog of confoundment 'round Babel A.k.a. EAGLEBABEL From a message in a bottle to battle I'm fuckin up the border like Chicanos Watch my story reach the capital That's murder cap, capital C-H-I, comma I-L The South Chicago lake got us nauseous like oil spills Promise you give ol' dude stress and a will I bet he will go get an ulcer and a Colt .45 to kill Torture of circumstance Walk with me on 75th and Evans, 11pm in Grand Crossing Englewood, South Shore, Avalon and the Gardens I ain't takin my chances Hope I make it home like Kansas, singin [Hook] Me and Chance from Chatham Surreal when you middle-class and see niggas holdin Walk your alley with intentions to roast Cookin the dope or dopes who don't heed streets After Larry Hoover, nigga, these niggas all over now Me and my brother watch gang signs, gotta watch our hands And if we fightin, gotta wash our hands, boy And if we sin, how do we make our amends? Imagine prayin to a God that you don't believe in, boy Thugs snake you, posers tryna snake you Drill boys call you over, mean they gon initiate you History, hatred, habit, access: that's ChiRaq Yeah, Chatham was safe, but I'll be alpha when I have to Brother fought more than I did Bringin bloody fists home when our home ain't the culture Still hold me to higher standards Get what you pray on like a vulture Get to college like you supposed to Get to Cali, Frank Ocean Now I'm in Cali, and boy I swear I got Nostalgia Ultra Homie Ed told me he don't want no golden boy blues Get your education, pick your vices 'fore they pick you Avid smoker from the West Side Said "bring me back some of that West Coast buddha when you graduate from school" Hold me accountable like "only write for you Make that Odyssey audible, regardless who it's written to" So nigga, I'm written, livin', and kickin' proof Stick and move Yeah, my city is Windy, but bet I got root I'mma tell at least one story in my lifetime Chi-town to the Bay Cosignin sides like Lupe and Dolla $ign And if they cosign, that's my sign it's my time Write rhymes like bird-call and y'all call my hotline Tired of speakin in code I'll tell you cold like a Winter in the city Where the rappers on the chorus go [Hook]
