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Ssssss

## Ssssss

### Length

1:55

Sssss is an unreleased song by Chance The Rapper.

## Lyrics

[Intro]
Igh
Shouts to SC
Good doctors
Pat, this hot ass apartment
And that weak ass beer

[Verse 1]
Yo, Yo, Gots to show
That this young nigga gots to blow
What, what's good
Heard you got back home and
You looking for a little thing to get on but

[Hook: Chance The Rapper]
What's good
What's good with you
Igh
What's good
What's good with you
Igh
What's good
What's good with you
What's good with you
What's good with you
Igh

[Verse 2]
I'm coming back with true force
Newports
Came back from New York
Watching the two doors
Hop outta the two door
Igh
She told me that grandma got some tumors
And she just got two more
I'm asking ma
What you knew [?]
She said Oo Lord Oo Lord
Where we going
Where we going back now
I heard that you had to back down
From a couple different deals
And now you taking pills
And now you in [?]
And your bitches [?]
That shit dope
Get a house in the hills
I ask her if she need a couple meals
I told Def I need a couple mil
They ain't give me the Kanye treatment
Gave them a video
A hard ass treatment
Gave them something
And I [?]
You know I'm out tweaking
And every weekend
I'm feeling so decent
I'm calling the deacon

[Outro]
What's good
What's church
What's word, my nigga
I just had to swerve, my nigga
A little weed and some liquor, my nigga
I'm going off the top of them words, my nigga
We lost at sea
I'm... Did it really stop?
I'm sorry
Pepper

## Rodzina

Kotowate

Rosyjski Niebieski

#### **Ciekawostki**

* Pepper jest kotem rasy Rosyjski Niebieski, podobno te koty w ogóle nie miauczą, pewnie NRGeek'a jest podróbką.
* Kot pomimo iż jest rasowy nie mógłby mieć rodowodu, problemem jest tu genetyczna wada która objawia się załamkiem ogona.
* Jego ulubioną zabawką jest patyk na na którym nic nie ma, ot tak po prostu zwykły patyk z jednym końcem lub dwoma.
* Dzięki swojej rasie jest najbardziej skocznym kotem, czasami widać go na vlogach wskakującego na szafę, oczywiście gdy nie śpi.
* Jego imię wymyśliła żona, jego futro przypomina zmielony pieprz dlatego nazwa Pepper.
* Posiada fioletowe poduszki pod łapkami, co u tej rasy kotów jest normalne.
* Tę rasę kotów można nauczyć aportować.
* Pepper nie lubi odgłosu naczyń wkładanych do zmywarki. Gdy tylko to słyszy zaczyna płakać.
* Gdy jest wystraszony kładzie uszy na boki i wygląda jak Yoda, natomiast gdy zły to prawie że   udaje Robin Huda.
* Potrafi wykręcić się o 180 stopni i leżeć w tej pozycji przez dłuższą chwilę.
* Pepper został wykastrowany, rzadko wychodzi z domu przez co by się męczył tylko.
* Mariola namówiła Krzysztofa na kota, kupiła go w Warszawie od hodowcy.
* Ciekawe jest to że jak każdy kot Pepper także boi się wody, lecz gdy widzi jak ktoś z domowników bierze kąpiel to siada na krawędzi wanny i patrzy.
* Pepper'a fascynuje jak coś spada więc zrzuca przedmioty, ale robi to tylko wtedy gdy wie że ktoś to podniesie i postawi ponownie.
* Nawiązując do dwóch powyższych punktów można śmiało stwierdzić że Pepper jest kotem Newtona.
Waves (Original Version)

The original version of ‘Waves’ created by Chance for Kanye West to fit into his ‘The Life of Pablo’ Album of 2016. Chance explains how he sent this to Kanye, just for him to get rid of everything but Chance’s verses which never actually make it onto the final version of the song.

## Lyrics

[Verse: 1]
Sun don't shine in the shade
Birds don't fly in a cage
Hey
Even when somebody pass away
They don't ever really go away

[Pre-Hook]
That's just the waves

[Hook]
Waves don't die
Ay Ay Ay
Waves don't die
Ay Ay Ay

[Verse: 2]
Wanna see the bricks' right
Tryna get sticked right
They want me on their dicks right
Beyoncé

**Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter** is an American singer, songwriter and actress. Born and raised in Houston, Texas, she performed in various singing and dancing competitions as a child and rose to fame in the late 1990s as lead singer of R&B girl-group Destiny's Child.

## Friendship

* Beyonce surprised Chance at the 2016 Grammys when she came up to him during an interview and hugged him, then walked away.
* Chance, Beyonce and Jay Z have posted photos together on instagram together.
* They hung out again at the 2017 Grammys.
Bear

There are two types of bears, a brown bear that spawns in the south and a polar bear that spawns in the north only. They both can kill a low level player very easily, and can pose a threat to higher level players as well.

They move at the same speed as a player and do not attack unless provoked or if the player stands very close to them.

☀glor.io   Ho

Glor.io How can a bear useThe Brown Bear drops 150 food, while the Polar Bear drops 300.

The Polar Bear does twice as much damage and has double the health than the Brown Bear.

You can also use these fearsome monsters to invade an enemy base.
Lost

## Lost

### Release date

Chance The Rapper

Lost is a song by Chance the Rapper off of Acid Rap.

## Lyrics

[Hook]
My druggy
Love me
When I'm ugly
Hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy
I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost

[Verse 1]
Damn, I'm in so deep girl
Probably cause you're empty
You can't even speak (IGH!)
Damn, your mouth so minty
Ooh your mama hate me
Daddy wouldn't let you if he ever met me
If he ever met you
Put that shit behind us
And put this in your sinus
Mine is all up in my gums
Minus all that shit it's lined with
I say oh oh oh ohh
You been scratchin', you been fiendin'
I'mma fix you, I'mma fuck you
I'mma get rid of them demons
It's my

[Hook]
My druggy
When I'm ugly
Hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy
I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost

[Verse 2]
Damn, I need a minute... aight, lehgo
She fell in love, it fell apart... aight, let go
She met her match, I let her match
She lit her match, she let me smoke
Yeah me mad petty, yeah me bogus
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah me know
Yeah she knew too (IGH!), it made her love it
Her pussy like me, her heart like "fuck it"
So dance for daddy like Gator
Ain't no partners on this trip
And lose yourself in my room
And find yourself in my grip
I'm sayin'

[Hook]
My druggy
When I'm ugly
Hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy
I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost

[Verse 3: Noname]
I blessed myself inside your arms one day
Swear to God there I was when the dress
And the silver buttons fade away
Miss Mary Mattress, geriatrics
Fuck me into open caskets, I wanna die with this
I wanna stop seeing my psychiatrist
She said "pill pop, baby girl 'cause I promise you, you tweaked
The empty bottled loneliness, this happiness you seek"
The masochism that you preach
Practice back flips, tragic actress
On a movie with no screen
When the only time he loves me is naked in my dreams

[Hook]
My druggy
When I'm ugly
Hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy
I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost
IGH!
Nostalgia

Nostalgia is about Chance reminiscing about the good ol' days when he was a kid. Like the title, Chance has nostalgia.

## Lyrics

[Intro]
"He should try enjoying life, rather than spending his time trying to outsmart me. While he's alive, that is"

"I know what you're saying but it's not that simple, it's just human nature"

"What's that guy doing, I wonder?"

[Verse 1]
I still got orange and white cassette tapes
Tents where my neighbor came to spectate
Niggas that’s tough now used to get little in the dark
It’s all cool now, we’re all little kids at heart
Accident prone Chance, y'all remember 'bout
The time I cracked my head open at Auntie Linda’s House
From diapers to outfits to castles to Elmos
From Santas to Grandmas to Gameboys and cellphones
Rocked your world, fourth grade talent show
Jada and Justin’s birthday magic show
Games of tips taking niggas to school
Two quarters and I’ll bust your ass at pool, on bull
Round here we lose best friends like every week
I like to think we playin a long game of hide and go seek
And one day maybe I’ma find Terrance and I could lead them
Kids of the Kingdom singing about freedom

[Hook]
Heads down, eyes shut, time to play Seven Up
Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smiles come through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God

[Verse 2]
Let’s take it back like Indian givers
To Indian burns and Jiminy Crickets
To the smell of Pillsbury on biscuit mornings
To puffy wintercoats and Christmas mornings
I used to chill with the kids next door
And SpongeBob came around 'bout four
And then I’d hang with Bart’s guys
Around the bend was Smart Guy
Flipping through the picture books
Checking through my archives
Remember the old days, the ones you’ll never get back
At the end of parties, passing around gift bags
Now we blow entire O's at one kick back
MY$FITS and mismatch that get off like wrist slaps, uhh

[Hook]
Heads down, eyes shut, time to play Seven Up
Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smiles come through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God
When they reminisce over you, my God

[Verse 3]
Remember Jeepers and Odyssey Fun World
Young pimpin' like you oughta see one girl
Mama Jann, mama Charlie, and my mama Lisa
Booster seat used to boost my kitty, Connie's Pizza
And every year we made a Christmas list
And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish
And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish
Like “Lord, let me see another year like this”, uhh

[Hook]
Heads down, eyes shut, time to play Seven Up
Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smiles come through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God
When they reminisce over you, my God
Beddy Bye

Beddy Bye is an unreleased Song by Chance The Rapper.

## Lyrics

[Intro]
Growin' up in Chicago was pretty d so, there's a lot of things that I remember - Bo Squad, goin' to Skinner School, goin' to Jones College Prep, uh workin' with my dad on the campaign for Barack. No no, it was just a lot of things and I have to say goodbye to all of them now that I'm leaving for Washington DC as a lot of you guys know. So I wrote this song, it's called "Beddy Bye" and you'll get the gist of the song as it goes along

[Verse]
Loose stares, train fares, frooties, chews
Big bowls and loose squares
Top notch hamburger
Miracle workers, juke music and foot workers
Dude who stand outside of Old Navy crazy
We shop in Marshall Field's and never call it Macy's
Chicago to me, is the kingdom of hearts
I dance through streets where a king once marched
It's always where you finish and it's never where you start
And I can't outsmart when we move in the dark
This track is hard to listen to again
And now I'm swimmin' in thoughts of lake missin'-you-again
Chicago I'mma marry you with a ring from Jared's
A million carats of rocks the kids moved above your terrace
You were the meeting place of my parents
Now my bubbles popped like corn from Garrett's
You scared so I leave street lights as night light
Leave sky scrapers, high risers and those bright lights
I know you clouds'll cry in the morn'
So I'ma gonna leave on that midnight flight
Beddy bye, beddy bye to the C-H-I
C-H-Y I gotta tuck you in
Knowin' that there'll be no good mornin'
But I say "Beddy bye" to keep my eyes from pourin'
Cause goodnight and goodbye both hurt my throat
And it hurts to know, and it hurts to go
So sweet dreams as I head for the sky
But I couldn't go without saying "Beddy Bye"
Surf

***Surf*** is the debut studio album by American band The Social Experiment; it was released exclusively on iTunes as a free download on May 28, 2015. The album highlights trumpeter, Nico Segal, and was created by Segal along with his band of collaborators called The Social Experiment — a self-described group of bohemian musicians, consisting of Donnie Trumpet, Chance the Rapper, Peter Cottontale, Greg Landfair Jr. and Nate Fox. The album was highly anticipated because of Chance's heavy involvement with the group, contributing vocals and some of the arrangements to the album. Surf was downloaded 618,000 times via iTunes in its first week, with over 10 million individual track downloads.

## Tracklist

* "Miracle"
* "Slip Slide"
* "Warm Enough"
* "Nothing Came To Me"
* "Wanna Be Cool"
* "Windows"
* "Caretaker"
* Just Wait"
* "Familiar"
* "SmthnthtIwnt"
* "Go"
* "Questions"
* "Something Came To Me"
* "Rememory"
* "Sunday Candy"
* "Pass the vibes"
Juke Juke

## Juke Juke

### Release date

2012

"Juke Juke" is a song by Chance off of his debut mixtape 10 Day.

## Lyrics

[Intro]
Chance The Rapper, Caleb
10 Day, ohh! Igh!

[Hook]
She working that thang, she know she got it
Lil mama so bad, you know she naughty
Her do it so slow, now watch her take it
She giving a show, now watch her break it

[Verse 1]
Back it up like, "juke juke", 3, 4, "juke juke"
Hands on the tracks like "choo-choo"
Can't nobody do it like you do
True, true, mama sip a little bit of the screw juice
Or a little bit of that Special K
And throw it in the bowl like fruit loops
Hola, mami chula
Mami hol'up, mami slow up
'Scuse my French, my lingo but I no hable cinco
Her girlfriends say they bout it, you know that I'm bilingual
And Chano gonna mingle, I'm off a couple pintos
The bad hoes out on Saturday, it's church on domingo
So while they out her frontin' go on back it for your mans
Cause even when your friends actin' funny you gon' dance like

[Breakdown]
(Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke juke juke juke, juke, juke
Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke, juke, juke, juke)
Break it down
Chi-Town break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Chi-Town break it down, break it down

[Hook]
She working that thang, she know she got it
Lil mama so bad, you know she naughty
Her do it so slow, now watch her take it
She giving a show, now watch her break it

[Verse 2]
Bust it, bust it, wide open, open
I been hopin', hopin' shorty goin' goin'
She from lowend oh and, went to Kenwood? Me too
Nah I'm lyin', she say she got somebody bitch, me too
I hope that that shit do work out man
Cause this that new 'New Workout Plan'
And I'm that dude, you heard bout
And I hope that get your shirt off and if not
Keep on dancin' babe, all I need is that preview
Put you on the floor and show them niggas how to freak you
Slow whine, slow grind
On time, you can take your own time
But if I can't hit your ass on time
Gotta hit me online, you can't hit my phone line

[Breakdown]
(Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke juke juke juke, juke, juke
Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke, juke, juke, juke)
Break it down
Chi-Town break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Chi-Town break it down, break it down

[Hook]
She working that thang, she know she got it
Lil mama so bad, you know she naughty
Her do it so slow, now watch her take it
She giving a show, now watch her break it

[Breakdown]
(Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke juke juke juke, juke, juke
Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke, juke, juke, juke)
Break it down
Chi-Town break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Chi-Town break it down, break it down
(Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke juke juke juke, juke, juke
Juke juke juke juke juke juke juke juke
Juke, juke, juke, juke)
Break it down
Chi-Town break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Break it down, Chi-Town break it down
Chi-Town break it down, break it down
Acid Rap

***Acid Rap*** is the second official mixtape by American rapper Chance the Rapper. It was released on April 30, 2013, as a free digital download. In July 2013, the album debuted at number 63 on the *Billboard* Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums, due to bootleg downloads on iTunes and Amazon not affiliated with the artist. The mixtape has been certified "diamond" on mixtape site Datpiff, for garnering over 1,000,000 downloads.

## Tracklist

* "Good Ass Intro"
* "Pusha Man/ Paranoia"
* "Cocoa Butter Kisses"
* "Juice"
* "Lost"
* "Everybody's Something"
* "Interlude (That's Love)
* "Favourite Song (feat. Childish Gambino)"
* "NaNa"
* "Smoke Again"
* "Acid Rain"
* "Chain Smoker"
* "Everything's Good (Good Ass Outro)
My Peak

My Peak is an unreleased song by Chance The Rapper featuring Future. The song is supposed to be on Chance's upcoming album.

## Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Super

[Hook: Future]
Head full of smoke
Body full of lean
I don't measure no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats
I ain't barely reached my peak, no
I ain't barely reached my peak, no
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats
I ain't barely reached my peak, no

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
My baby mama finna get her masters (bravo!)
I just hit the office, that's the FAFSA (line up)
I don't wanna hear about no masters
I just hit my pastor, it's faster
They gon' point to Cuba when I pass away
I probably still be ballin' on my Cast Away
I just got a text that say keep goin' (alright, alright)
I just got a check that say keep goin'
Hurricane Jericho, born-bred Crane mode
Everything player code, phone airplane mode (alright alright)
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
You might be the devil, you don't fuck with me
I'ma keep makin', I make extra payments
I'm a free agent like the second Matrix
I'mma make them nations deal us reparations
Been dancing round the town like I was Kevin Bacon
I be doing shit they only think about
I might throw a milli in the Chase account
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
You might be the devil, you don't fuck with me

[Hook: Future]
Head full of smoke
Body full of lean
I don't measure no more, pour it til it's pink
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seat
I ain't barely reached my peak, no
I ain't barely reached my peak, no
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seat
I ain't barely reached my peak, no
Childish Gambino

Donald McKinley Glover is an American actor, writer, producer, director, comedian, rapper, singer, and songwriter.

## Friendship

* Chance and Gambino collaborated on "Favourite Song" and "The Worst Guys".
* They were going to release a collaborative EP together.
* They used to look almost identical before Chance began wearing hats.
* They went to the beach together.
Black wolf

The faster of the two wolves, for aesthetics the black wolf is like a wolf with darker hair and a saddle on. The black wolf costs 10K gold and 1K food. They are much faster than saddled pigs and your health will regenerate faster.

When you die, the black wolf dies with you, so don't worry about your enemy stealing your black wolf.
22 Offs

"22 Offs" is an homage to **King Hov**’s *22 Twos* from his classic debut, *Reasonable Doubt*.

Despite the title, Chance actually only uses the word “off”, in it’s plain sense, 19 times. He does, however, throw quite a few curveballs in the form of words which include “off”, or the exact same sound.

## Lyrics

[Verse]
22 Offs...
I'm off the nog, I'm off the Loko
I'm off that local, I'm on that global
I often had dreams of being locked in my momma's Volvo
Watching the garage burn down, I'm off the codo
I'm off the top, I'm off some pot, I'm off Ciroc
I'm off a lot, they gave me 10 Days off
That's an awful lot, I was off campus, but the officer
Told the office, that he saw me from the parking lot
But it's all good, I'm off that
I'm just finna off his ass, off of the Ave while rocking all black
Dip off and hide the garbage bags in the dip spot
Just to make sure that I don't get caught
Buying hella bug spray, making sure I get off
They told me go on and rock it, I told them that it's lift off
How all my homies get caught, picked off by a dick cop
Why you allowing hiccups, why you just didn't slip off?
And now I'm at the precinct, and I'm off of my square
Having a white cop beat me while he offers me squares
You gon' torture me yeah? Well that's awfully fair
All for nothing, tryna tweak me like you offering years
Bitch I ain't scared, I'm already here
Tell ya partners and ya friends, the next coffin is theirs
Guess what bitch, I'm from internal affairs
Looking for crooked cops, to tweak so I can offer 'em years
Have me tweaking, like I'm all full of fear... alright, I'm tweaking
Blessings (Reprise)

Blessings (Reprise) is a song by Chance The Rapper which is on his album Coloring Book.

## Lyrics

*[Verse:]*
I speak of promise land
Soil as soft as momma's hands
Running water, standing still
Endless fields of daffodils and chamomile
Rice under black beans
Walked into Apple with cracked screens
And told prophetic stories of freedom
Found warmth in a Black queen for when I get cold
Like Nat King, I'm doing the dad thing
I speak of wondrous unfamiliar lessons from childhood
Make you remember how to smile good
I'm pre-currency post-language, anti-label
Pro-famous, I'm Broadway Joe Namath
Kanye's best prodigy
He ain't signed me but he proud of me
I got some ideas that you gotta see
Make a vid with shawty and they ship it like the odyssey
They never seen a rapper practice modesty
I never practice, I only perform
I don't even warn, I don't eat it warm, I won't be reborn
I speak to God in public, I speak to God in public
He keep my rhymes in couplets
He think the new shit jam, I think we mutual fans
I used to dance to Michael, I used to dance in high school
I used to pass out music, I still pass out music
The people's champ must be everything the people can't be
I'm getting artsy-farsy, house full of some Hebru Brantleys
You must've missed the come up, I must be all I can be
Call me Mister Mufasa, I had to master stampedes

*[Hook:]*
I made it through, made it through, made it through
And everything I gave to you, I gave to you, I gave to you
You got it, you got it, you got it, it's coming, coming, coming
So are you ready?

*[Outro - with harmonization (HaHa Davis):]*
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
Are you ready for your blessings?
Are you ready for your miracle?
(You ready big fella?)
In The Pen Dance

## In The Pen Dance

### Artist

Chance The Rapper

"In The Pen Dance" is an unreleased song by Chance The Rapper.

## Lyrics

[Verse]
Scorpion tattoo covers his shoulder
Sting of the tail leaves you colder
4 in the morning with Folgers
I was raised to be a soldier
And it's because of the help from my dad
I used to hate him for the welts on my back
But I love you chores, sweep up the floors
Under the couch and behind the doors
He taught me to stand on my own two
My teacher said "Oh he's a fan of the old school?"
I said "Naw, he's the principal
And he ain't scared of bullets, he's invincible"
And he taught me to look in the eyes of every grown man
Not as if you owe him but as if you own him
6 o'clock in the morning, yawning
Cause real men don't sleep past dawn and we on it
Already doin' pushups in tank tops
Thanks Pops for everything I have and what I ain't got
When I blow up like atom bombs I'mma spit it at 'em dumb
Fifty mil just between dad and moms
This is just hard, how many gift cards did I give up just cause?
Not enough to match the plight of your own father sayin
"I gotta catch a flight, but you could tape it right?"
You could save money or you could save a life
You could blame mommy or you could make it right
Everything that you taught me, I noted
The things, I quoted but the music, I wrote it
All a man has in this world is his word
And all I really want is a second to be heard
And I'm just searching for a witness
But this is my in the pen dance, uh!
This is my in the pen dance, uh!
This is my in the pen dance, uh!
Welcome to in the pen dance, uh!
This is my in the pen dance
This is my in the pen dance, uh!
Such A Thing (feat. Chance The Rapper)

## Such A Thing

### Artist

LeGIT

Such A Thing is a song by LeGIT that Chance released on his soundcloud.

## Lyrics

[Intro (Chance the Rapper)]
If there was such-such-such a thing
(I wrote you a poem, naw but listen to it)

[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
Chance Le Rappeur?
Roses are red
Moses rose from the dead
To show his chosen souls across an ocean of red
Travel through Goliath and the burning roses to get
His Queen Esther from the lions, then return to the bed
See it's Biblical, it's science
It was written in the stars
It's pivotal we meet again, it's been a little hard
See we met a million times, Little Mama, you just forget a lot
I was your king, you used to march for me: Coretta Scott
Simpsons and cake, shrimp then the steak
Candle-lit forever, you good?
That poetry, you know it's me
Your boy, the kid, the lover
Rapping til we breaded up, or wedded up
Forever love, Chance

[Hook]

[Verse 2: LeGit]
Okay
She spotted me and moved in like a U-Haul
I swear this bitch need to curve, change it up, maybe screwball
Only good for the neck, lei at Luau
Brain only second to Mrs. Duvalle, but she stalk like fee-fi-fo-fum
And go dumb, like a Bay Area poem
Whenever she peep at the kid strollin', strings attached no violin
She say, "I think about you every time my eyes open
And when they closed, I still see your face bright as day"
Well baby girl, all of that, it really is nice as May
But I'm not really about that life
Pardon me
My mistake
We seem to have conflicted interest
Cause I gotta keep that kitty on the side
No big whiz, or rap floor-mat
I'm sure this is probably stinging like a hornet
But performing is my only woman, until I start touring
But, you don't want to hear about that. Just fall back
And do me a favor, stop showing up where my house at. Bitch!

[Outro]
No for real. Like stop showing up
J. Cole

Jermaine Lamarr Cole, better known by his stage name J. Cole, is an American hip hop recording artist and record producer. Cole first received recognition in 2007, following the release of his debut mixtape The Come Up.

## Friends

* They collaborated on "Warm Enough" and "Dreams".
* J Cole brung Chance out on stage at one of his shows to perform "No Problem".
Angels

## Angels

### Release date

2016

Angels is a song on Chance's album "Coloring Book".

## Lyrics

Angels, na, na, na, na

I got my city doing front flips
When every father, mayor, rapper jump ship
I guess that's why they call it where I stay
Clean up the streets, so my daughter can have somewhere to play
I'm the blueprint to a real man
Some of these niggas toss they tassel for a deal man
I ain't going to hell or the Hillman
Igh, Igh, Igh, Igh, for my real fans
I got caught up with a little Xan
Can't stop me but it slow me though
Yeah nigga famous, you don't know me though
But every DJ still play me though
Damn man, I don't even need a radio
And my new shit sound like a rodeo
Got the old folks dancing the Do-si-do
So they fuck around, sign me to OVO
Oooh, I just might share my next one with Keef
Got the industry in disbelief, they be asking for beef
This what it sound like when God split an atom with me

I even have Steve giving out apples for free

*[Hook - Saba:]*
They was talking "woo woo this woo wap da bam"
City so damn great, I feel like Alexand'
Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion
I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded

Who is you? And who the fuck is you? And who is him?
All of the sudden woo wap da bam you can't touch me
Na, na, na, na I got angels
I got angels

I ain't change my number since the seventh grade
This for my day one, ten years, seven days
A week, nigga's never tired on they Kevin Gates
And if they rest in peace they bunny hopping heaven's gates
It's too many young angels on the southside
Got us scared to let our grandmommas outside
You gonna make me take the campers way downtown
You gonna make me turn my BM to my housewife
I just had a growth spurt
It done took so long, my tippy toes hurt
You can keep the nose ring, I don't have to soul search
I'm still at my old church, only ever sold merch
Grandma say I'm Kosher, momma say I'm culture
GCI, 1-0-7-5, angel goin' live
Power 92, angel, juke, angel gon' juke
GCI, 1-0-7-5, goin' live
Power 92, angel gon' juke, juke, juke, juke

*[Hook - Saba (& Chance The Rapper):]*
They was talking "woo woo this woo wap da bam"
City so damn great, I feel like Alexand'
Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion
I got angels all around me, they keep me surrounded
Wap the bam (na, na, na)
(I got angels) I got angels all around me they keep me surrounded
(Na, na, na)
(I got angels)
They was talking "woo woo this woo wap da bam"
City so damn great, I feel like Alexand'
Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion
I got angels all around me, they keep me surrounded

Who is you? And who the fuck is you? And who is him?
All of the sudden woo wap da bam you can't touch me
Na, na, na, na I got angels
I got angels

Na, na
Na, na
I got, I got
Chloe Grace Mortez

Chloë Grace Moretz is an American actress and model. She began her acting career in 2004 at the age of seven, and received her first award nomination the following year for The Amityville Horror.

## Friendship

* They were rumoured to be dating in 2016, after seeing going out for dinner but Chloe denied those rumoured.
Living Vain (feat. Chance The Rapper)

## Living Vain

### Release date

2012

Living Vain is a song Chance is featured on.

## Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lorine Chia]
I've been livin' in vain
What can I say?
Just to make it go away
And to take away the pain
I've been crying to much
Wasting my time (wasting my time)
Oh, shedding all these tears
Instead of taking what is mine
I've been asking God, "Why?" (why)
Why am I here?
What am I to do?
While I'm only filled with fear

[Hook]
Time and time again I'm gone
Who would know it'd last this long?
Time and time again I'm gone
Who would know it'd last this long?

[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
Skip, skip, skip class, whip-less, with pass
Whiplash, deadbeats, skipped out, skipped dads
Dipped fast... me too
Little nigga, real big agenda
Teachers just holding me up
It's in my genes, suspenders (Ohh-Kay)
Livin' life on a ledge, peakin' over the edge
Thinkin' bout fallin' while dreamin' bout flyin'
No Se
When I'm gone get that bread
How long I could hold my breath
Been schemin' about ballin' while starvin' and dyin'
You think I'm reckless
Just because I'm with the shits
Just because I quit the class
And I still can't quit the cigs
I know it's hard to think
That's why you niggas want to sing too
That song look just like my shit, dawg
Come on, I used to have stains too
I used to lick lames too
I'm a lot more worried about flights now
Keepin' lawyers paid right now
Gettin' rights to the shit that I write down
Keep your head up son
It's either a migraine or an aneurysm
These catchy anecdotes, analyzing adolescent adaptation of good mannerisms
IGH!

[Verse 3: Lorine Chia]
What can I say?
Just to make it go away
And to take away the pain
I've been crying to much
Wasting my time (wasting my time)
Oh, shedding all these tears
Instead of taking what is mine
I've been asking God, "Why?" (why)
Why am I here?
What am I to do?
While I'm only filled of fear
LSD

## LSD

### Release date

2016

LSD is a song by Jamila Woods, it features Chance The Rapper.

## Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jamila Woods]
A body of water inside me
Reminds me of oceans, though I've never known one
I'm born by a cold one
It's only a small one compared
To the coast, I prefer it to most
I like water that don't burn my eyes when they open
I won't let you criticize
My city like my skin, it's so pretty
If you don't like it, just leave it alone

[Pre-Hook: Jamila Woods]
You gotta love me like I love the lake
You wanna love me, better love the lake
You gotta love me like I love the lake
You wanna love me, better love the lake
You didn't think I really had it like that
You ain't think we really had it like that
You didn't think I really had it like that
Matter fact, we can swim in it
I know you wanna get in it

[Hook: Jamila Woods]
Get on the highway, highway, baby
Look at it my way, my way, baby
See, we can fly away, fly away, baby
And we don't ever leave the ground
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
This here ain't for no Vice doc
This here ain't for no Spike op
But since I was one like a cyclops
I run up some stairs on a bike cop
I shake up some hands on the right block
Block club president, night watch
My niggas was real when the mic dropped
I put 'em in my wheel like a bike lock
Got family in Gary and STL, I got cousins in Milwaukee
I got family in Detroit and ATL, I got an auntie that steal our weed
We the number one gentrified
Run inside, gimme my land, the new Chi tits' perky
Face lift and makeshift spaces
Invest the rest in a number 25 Knicks jersey
Grass is greener in Pasadena or Catalina by the water
Where the overlap between bullet holes and backpacks couldn't be farther
And I'm supposed to father my daughter?
She the princess in the dragon's lair
I'm a dragon slayer, I can't fly away
To some hideaway, I gotta find a way

[Hook: Jamila Woods]
Get on the highway, highway, baby
Look at it my way, my way, baby
See, we can fly away, fly away, baby
And we don't ever leave the ground
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Outro: Jamila Woods]
I will never leave you
I'm everything you made me
Even when you break me down
The water always saves me
I could never leave you
I'm only what you make me
Even though you break my heart
The water's gonna save me

[Spoken: Moriah Dowd]
Chicagoans create this sense of heaven
In the midst of tragedy, in the midst of injustice
In the midst of pain, life goes on all of the sudden
Because what else can we do but move forward
You know, the bucket boys are still playing on 87th
The CD man is still walking up and down 79th
The kids are still going to school, the kids are still playing outside
That just shows our resilience
Smoke Again

## Smoke Again

### Release date

2013

Smoke Again is a song off of Chance's mixtape Acid Rap.

## Lyrics

*[Intro: x2]*
Acid Rap!
I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

*[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]*
Who smokin in my car?
It's that nigga Chano
AKA Mr. Bennett
AK Tony Montano
I've got some folks in low end
I got some folks in c-note
AK hundred dinero
You ever seen Casino?
I just got back with 'Bino
I got a bitch but she know
Her friends done did the Dino
That's that Chicago lingo
Flamin' hots with Cheese
And a kiwi Mistic
My dick won't even call her
Cause she left all that lipstick
Niggas be on dirt
That's why I stay on petty
I know that bangers jam
That's why my hands stay ready
Flip the candy yum
That's the fucking bombest
Lean all on the square
That's a fuckin' rhombus

*[Hook]*

*[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]*
Who's sneaking in the club?
That's that youngster rapper
Un-saran wrap the purple
Wrap that blunt under after
Smoke all out the window
Cops could eat a dick
If you ain't the hitter
You just might be the lick
Flame on, flame on
I'm your bitch's ringtone
She like when I rap raps
But better when I sing songs
No Drake, but I get my Trey on
Killin' in the hood like Trayvon
Shoppin' like I got a coupon
Savin' like I got a cape on
Cookin' crack in my apron
Dressed like a nigga had 8 proms
Tell shorty I may change
And I made it and I napalm
Trippy shit to watch
Drugs while on the clock
Acid on the face
That's a work of art

*[Hook]*

*[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]*
Soulo ho ho twerk somethin'
Throw it back like you tryna hurt somethin'
I'm so deaf, I ain't ever heard nothin'
My name herb, take herb, smoke herb (say word?)
How 'bout you? No dap, but I'll take a pound or two
No doubt like Gwen Stefani's group
Let me put my mouth where you potty, boo
(IGH!)
Them niggas pissed, need potty training
They movement shit, that's a potty train
She ain't left yet, but she probably came
We kicked it then I score, soccer game
She was a phony goalie
I got great aim though, don't insult me
I'll give it to ya straight, this is what she told me
My name Solo cause I'm the one and only
She only got you as a nigga on the side
That's a nigga on the side of a side bitch, homie
Then we got out a Dodge, like them Dukes of Hazzard
Music and tabs of Lucy, take your chance with this rapper

*[Hook]*
Bases

there are tricks you can use when building a base to get an example look at the table below, to interpret the table use the bullet marks

* X = walls
* I = spikes
* K = doors

as I attempted to show you with the grid spikes in front of walls.

If you have an unusually large team, then you should make you doors a 4 by 4, and then place spikes under it. I also suggest a three 3 layer wall of stone, and keep adding little compartments as you go. If you happen to build a base with not enough stone, start off with a 1 layer wall of wood. If your team if large enough, the Princes, (Those monsters from up above) will attack you (Probably about 20 or 25) and you will obviously need to prepare. Instead of wasting a lot of food, just make about a 6 ro5 layer of spikes around the base. You should be able to afford it because the Princes won't be attacking you if you don't have a lot of people on you team. Once you do that, the Princes should be defeated by morning, and I suggest you put spikes around there spawn as well. (I also suggest that you with a group of levels 20's, for there is at least 6 or 9 Princes around the spawn) Once you succeed, you should have no trouble about facing the Princes. Building these spikes will also help you get food from animals.

If you haven't built a base yet, I strongly suggest bottom left fro campers, (People who stay at there bases to level up) because it is plentiful with resources and there also several saddled pig spawns around that corner. And if you level by exploring, and traveling, I suggest that you quickly build your base at the top left corner, fro the Princes will not bother your base. And you can also safely put the stone of life with out it getting destroyed.
Juice

## Juice

### Release date

2013

Juice is the first single off of Acid Rap, that Chance released on Soundcloud.

## Lyrics

*[Intro/Bridge: singing]*
Thirsty, thirsty, trynna choose
I mean I know, I'm pretty cool
My Nitty bag, my kitty boost
I got the juice, I got the juice

*[Verse 1:]*
CHANO, Chathams own
Foolies glad I'm home
Even my haters kinda glad I'm on
Rest In Peace to my Vagabond
Rapper song, singer - suspended, subpoena
For misdemeanors, dreamer, held back ass is lowkey still a senior
And I still shake up BO Squad, praying for my BroGods
City on the Come Up, shout that nigga Sosa!
Shout my nigga Fat Trel, shout my nigga Joseph
Playing Buenos Aires while they sleepin' Buenos Noches!
Wonder if I wrote this cause it's so crisp
The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice
I could win an Oscar, Russian Accent Husky
Acid addict, Costly avid Actor
Kevin Costner

AHHHHHHHHH! TURN UP TURN UP!

*[Hook:]*
Juice! (Juice!)
Juice! (Juice!)
Juice! (Juice!)
Juice! (Juice!)
I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
Juice! (Juice!)
Juice! (Juice!)
Juice! (Juice!)
Juice! (Juice!)
I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)

*[Verse 2:]*
God give me one sentence more
Maybe I just gotta get suspended more?
Hash tag it, get mentions for it
Make you love it, get it trending more
And then act humble
Hear some bull that some dude mumble
Wantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk you
Knowin bitch niggas wanna bring guns to the rumbles, igh!
But I love y'all souls
Don't let the juice spill Pac!
Blue pill pop
Til you feel good enough to pop the popped bitch in the blue hills yop!
That one - drown in the juice nigga
Hunnid proof get "fountain-of-youth"ed nigga
Stop with all the trynna introduce nigga
Everybody know you dude you the new nigga!
Hows it feel to be you, yo no se
I ain't really been myself since Rod passed
I ain't even really need that shop class
I ain't really been weak since pops smashed
I'm a genius, a mothafuckin pop smash
Hit sensei, master
Jack and Lindsey, Wiley, Kembe
Been paid, 10Day been they FAFSA

AHHHHHHHHH! TURN UP TURN UP!

*[Hook]*

*[Verse 3:]*
Yup, JUUUUUUUGO
You never tasted paper
Tripped, racing yaself trynna chase the paper
I just faced a Vega
And you love being Kobe when you make the lay up
Till you realize everybody in the world fuckin hates the Lakers, Hahaha
And then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bib
And then everybody wanna dip
Told you I ain't worried, I ain't scared of the booth
All you can do is spit a verse of the truth
Merge the mixture with the purest and the fruits
And the thirst just the worst it's the curse of the juice

*[Hook]*

*[Bridge]*

JUICE, JUICE, JUICE, JUICE. YUP.
JUICE, JUICE, JUICE, JUICE. YUP.

Yup.

Yup.

... Yup.
Broad Shoulders (film)

"Broad Shoulders" is a short film made by Taylor Bennett, Chance's brother. Chance is featured in this film.

## Plot

Broad Shoulders is a cinematic representation of Taylor Bennett's acclaimed album, Broad Shoulders guides us through a failed relationship. Dealing with lust, loss, and love Taylor and Heston Charres team up to pair movies and music with this visual album.
The Way (feat. Chance The Rapper)

“The Way” is about a relationship filled with mutual respect and crazy love.

Kehlani and Chance The Rapper have worked together before with Kehlani providing background vocals on Chance’s “Lady Friend”. Kehlani also appearedon Chance’s SXSW Free The People Showcase. This is their first official collaboration.

## Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kehlani]
You so damn important
Everything you do shows me you know it
Behind it all you are the motive
Don’t tell you enough, but baby I'll show it, show it
He say the king where he come from
Take a young queen just to know one
So, baby, I’mma drive it like it’s stolen
I’mma fix it like it’s broken
We could catch a flight out to London
Go to the mall, spend a lump sum
They could try to catch up to us
But they’re too busy making assumptions

[Bridge: Kehlani]
Boy, you know all I do
Is stay up all night losing sleep over you
All I do
Is drive myself crazy thinkin' 'bout my

[Hook: Kehlani]
It’s the way you walk, the way you talk, babe
It’s the way you love, the way you fuck, the way
It’s the way you are, you're a star, babe
It’s the way you, it’s the way you

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
She said I ain’t even make my bed up
Watch your step, you gon’ wake my mama and dad up
Pssh, girl, didn’t I tell you at the damn club?
We gon’ wake your neighbors
Turn your block club to my fan club
And that happen so fast
Damn, I glad I strapped up
Ask her when she finish, if she came
She said I lapped ya twice
Run it back for the dub, rematch
Flip the crib when we fuck, RE/MAX
It get hot than a mug, glass cup
You can ask her if I fuck, she gassed, huh
I gotta keep it a secret, I keep a key in my lower pocket
Inside a register below the lower octave
Dirty laundry in my closet, they be strung out on the street
Left to dry with drawers, sheets and no deposit
But I don’t gotta worry, put my hand on your mouth
Put my hands in your mouth, girl
We got plans at my house, you know the way up

[Hook: Kehlani]
It’s the way you walk, the way you talk, babe
It’s the way you love, the way you fuck, the way
It’s the way you are, you're a star, babe
It’s the way you, it’s the way you

[Verse 3: Kehlani]
This thing we got is crazy
Only thing I know is you’re my baby
Forever down, I am your lady
Always for sure, never a maybe
Never met someone who spoke my language
Never met a nigga done with playin’
You the type of nigga make me lane switch
Hand me the brush and say “paint it”
Give me your heart and I hold it
Show me your soul and I'll mold it
Baby boy, you gotta be the dopest
Gotta be to fuck with the coldest

[Bridge: Kehlani]
Boy, you know all I do
Is stay up all night losing sleep over you
All I do
Is drive myself crazy thinkin' 'bout my baby

[Hook: Kehlani]
It’s the way you walk, the way you talk, babe
It’s the way you love, the way you fuck, the way
It’s the way you are, you're a star, babe
It’s the way you, it’s the way you
Everything's Good (Good Ass Outro)

Everything's Good is a song off Chance's album Acid Rap.

## Lyrics

*[Skit:]*
*[Ken:]* Well I should have you hooked up next week.
*[Chance:]* It's all good or whatever, I can wait 'til my birthday. I uh-
*[Ken:]* No, no, no, no. I told ya, I know you need it now, so next week I promise you I'll have you hooked up, ok?
*[Chance:]* Oh, alright. I just wanted to say thank you for everything. For the computer, the T-Shirts, and all the other stuff.
*[Ken:]* You know, Chance. Let me tell you something. You know, I could never be more proud of anything in my life, you know, than I am of you and what you've done. Chance, you have done remarkable and wondrous things, so you don't have to tell me thank you for anything. I'm supposed to do this, that stuff for you anyway, and ya know, just keep doing what you're doing. I am very, very proud of you. Just keep doing what you're doing, ok?
*[Chance:]* Thank you, love you.
*[Ken:]* Alright, son. Love you too, take care.
*[Chance:]* Bye bye.
Thanks for coming guys

*[Verse:]*
'Member sittin' in class the first time listening to Dilla
Everything's good
Rubbin' on yo chin sippin gin, Margiela brand chinchilla
Everything's good
My manager backpack packed with packs of cigarillos,
And some fruit snacks, And some killa
Phone numbers on speed dial call em save monkey gorillas
Everything's good
I ain't really that good at goodbyes,
I ain't really that bad at leaving,
I ain't really always been a good guy, I used to be thirsty thievin'
Runnin through purses even persons leave em hurtin' bleedin
I ain't really help the helpless
I used to be worse than worthless
Now I'm worth hooks and verses
I'm good like books in churches
Harolds and Hooks and Churches
Everything's Good
See my name when you google search it
Use a card when I make a purchase
Everything's Good
But I knew it was fly when I was just a caterpillar
That I'd make it even if I never make a milla,
When I meet my maker he gon' make sure that we chillin'
And everything's good
I ain't really that good at goodnight, I ain't really that bad at sleepin
With bad bitches, put them aside, I used to be thirsty creeping
Now I'm out working evenings birthdays even tuesdays wednesdays thursdays weekends, rehearsing verses, murdering merch and events,
Damn it feel good to be a gangsta,
And it feel good for me to thank you,
Put money back in your bank account,
Off of songs I barely could think up,
Cause a lot of songs niggas gon' make up,
Make sense, but they never gon' make a sound,
I'm better than I was the last time, crescendo,
Thanks Justin lendin them pencils
Mr. Menzies, Mensa, Chris Minto
The time I beat Chris on Nintendo
Nanana hey hey,, good intro,
Remember jacket shoppin' after listening to Thriller,
Remember the first time we heard this dude and thought damn that's that nigga,
Everything's good.