Marcus A. Brown, Vinsane - Chiraq Nature Lyrics

I'm from Chicago, broke niggas call that Chiraq
It's fucked up out here, you would think you was living in Iraq
Err-body wanna' rap, err-body wanna' trap. Where ya' life at?
Err-body on Pro-Tools talkin' good shit on the iMac
See, these niggas got life fucked up, too caught up in this rapping
Pussy by they self, but wit' squad, they turn savage
These haters plottin', these bitches thottin', I see 'em watchin', they ratchet
My brothers sayin "Be careful Square, don't let 'em catch you lackin"
Now err-body out here wanna' fuck wit' me. Whole time, they don't fuck wit' me
Nigga that don't even sound right. Yeah, that's that fuckery
Keep bread in the bank wit' a cup full of drank so they know it ain't nothin' G
Still eatin' good at the top, middle-finger to the opps 'til they come for me (Whaddap?)
Yeah that's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
That's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
I'm heartless, a creep. My bars costs a fee
Talk tough, get jaw-struck, you lost brah. Aye B
See, I rep that C, like Marcus A.B
See, Marcus won't mark you, but Marcus ain't me
You hear that Coterie, You already know it's me
Hit 'em 'till he dead, or he gonna be
Shittin' through a bag right in front of him
I'm gunning him, I'm one of them
My pops fucked up, like the son of him
Terror Squad, Pun and 'nem
Punish any nigga that's right in front of him, whaddap?
Hold up, let me slow it down to the beat (Rah!)
Pardon that little evil in me (God!)
My flow is such a favor, got so much mojo and flavor
Dread-heads wit' them K's up, well that's just our nature
Yeah that's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
That's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature

I'm from Chicago, broke niggas call that Chiraq
It's fucked up out here, you would think you was living in Iraq
Err-body wanna' rap, err-body wanna' trap. Where ya' life at?
Err-body on Pro-Tools talkin' good shit on the iMac
See, these niggas got life fucked up, too caught up in this rapping
Pussy by they self, but wit' squad, they turn savage
These haters plottin', these bitches thottin', I see 'em watchin', they ratchet
My brothers sayin "Be careful Square, don't let 'em catch you lackin"
Now err-body out here wanna' fuck wit' me. Whole time, they don't fuck wit' me
Nigga that don't even sound right. Yeah, that's that fuckery
Keep bread in the bank wit' a cup full of drank so they know it ain't nothin' G
Still eatin' good at the top, middle-finger to the opps 'til they come for me (Whaddap?)
Yeah that's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
That's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
I'm heartless, a creep. My bars costs a fee
Talk tough, get jaw-struck, you lost brah. Aye B
See, I rep that C, like Marcus A.B
See, Marcus won't mark you, but Marcus ain't me
You hear that Coterie, You already know it's me
Hit 'em 'till he dead, or he gonna be
Shittin' through a bag right in front of him
I'm gunning him, I'm one of them
My pops fucked up, like the son of him
Terror Squad, Pun and 'nem
Punish any nigga that's right in front of him, whaddap?
Hold up, let me slow it down to the beat (Rah!)
Pardon that little evil in me (God!)
My flow is such a favor, got so much mojo and flavor
Dread-heads wit' them K's up, well that's just our nature
Yeah that's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
That's the nature. That's just the nature. Yeah that's the nature
That's the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature
Even when they love you, niggas still gon' hate cha'. Now that's fucked up, ain't it?
That's just the nature, that fucked up nature. That Chiraq nature