Midwest Side lyrics
by The Kickdrums
[Intro]
Coming out the Midwest
Coming out the Midwest
Coming out the Midwest
Coming out the Midwest
Coming out the Midwest
Coming out the Midwest Side!
[Verse 1]
Come join the movement, man!
Welcome!
To a little city in the middle like Malcolm
Walk anywhere I want it's Kells
And if they got a problem with me (huh) god help 'em
I go hard!
See me in a regular strip
In the crib, f*cking 'round with a regular b*tch
Never Hollywood; I still with my regular click
King of my city, still on some regular sh*t!
Im in this man, live this man
Ask my town they witnessed man
All my haters finished them
See my ass, they kissed it now!
f*ck these hoes!
f*ck these hoes!
One more time like, f*ck these hoes!
Tatted it on my arm now everybody knows
b*tch I’m from the double O
Where no other kid on the block running like me
Don't nobody shoot movies about us
Cause ain't sh*t about us is pretend
So if you can stand the heat, then get the f*ck up out the kitchen!
Another young soul gone missing
When you step into the
[Hook:]
Midwest Side! Midwest Side!
You know how we ride
You know how we ride, coming out the Midwest Side!
Midwest Side! Midwest Side!
You know how we ride
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
I tell these haters, I tell 'em
I tell 'em, I tell 'em, I tell 'em!
[Verse 2]
Check my sleeves,boy
Sleeves, boy
This is how I live, boy
I don't want no one, twos or threes, boy
Call me Keanu Reeves, boy
East side what I breathe, boy
You ain't with it, please, boy
Get, get up off your knees, boy!
Release my N-U-T's, boy
I f*ck with them leaves, boy
Yellow, purple, green, boy
Interstate 75, bring me what I need, boy
Smoke up all the trees, boy
I’m a C-L-E, boy
Shot town to the D-boy!
Shout out to them D boy!
Wisconsin whats happening
Drove right over to Minneapolis, said what's up to Indiana
f*ck my b*tch down there in Kansas
Midwest side, I swear to god I'll die for this and that's my word
Rolling down 271 flipping the bird!
EST, b*tch!
[Hook:]
Midwest Side! Midwest Side!
You know how we ride
You know how we ride, coming out the Midwest Side!
Midwest Side! Midwest Side!
You know how we ride
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
b*tch I’m from the Midwest
I tell these haters, I tell 'em
I tell 'em, I tell 'em, I tell 'em!
[Outro]
They tried sleeping on the front coast
And these 808s woke them the f*ck up
Lace up till you face up
EST to the death, you whack biatch!
And I ain't the Midwest Congressman!
Kells!!