MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
common - 1 2 many
One wa wa One One Two One Two
One wa wa One One Two One Two
One tigga One One Two One Two
Dug Inf on production my man Com for the discussion
Check it
One day I was tryin to be myself
The same day this thug say You gotta come hard
Nigga times is hard I'm tryin hard to make it
It ain't hard to tell it's hard for me to fake it
Plus, it's hard to be me, its hard to stop drinkin
I guess it's hard for hard niggaz to start thinkin
Pussy MC's stinkin so I can't get hard
Some, become MC's cause it's hard to get a job
Hard for you to trust people, you don't trust in God
Even harder to be the Gods we created to be
This Western way of life ain't native to me
Put one nigga in your Pulp Fiction that related to me
I hated to be, the only race that call our women hoes
Niggaz, be too hard to say ho at the shows
I rose like a florist to bring the flavor like a Taurus
Might not have the murderous verse, but I stay hard to the chorus
Took this girl to work, she saying, Have a real job
Like that dick you had last night, baby, I work real hard
Simple motherfuckers tellin me hard is criminal
Niggaz you thought was hard, you pourin out your liquor for
Years ago, I thought I was hard, in high school fightin
Now, I'm the hardest man working in show business
Handle your business or shut the fuck up
It's just one two many niggaz got cars and no land
One two many niggaz with cash and no plan
One two many niggaz that's tryin to MC
That's one two many niggaz comin up to me
That's one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
That's one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
One, two
Forever, I ain't gon' be rappin
Shit'll happen to me, I gotta let niggaz know
This mark asked me do I know his cousin Jimbo
Nigga, I don't even know myself
You want me to get you in
Jack, I'm trying to get through the do' myself
Opportunity knocked, but he ain't call 'fore he came
Yeah, I got a name, but only twenty dollars to it
Next album you gon' blow, but my ass, you done blew it before
Being in my video, what's that gonna do for your life?
Get you some pussy? You should be gettin rump off GP
Quit that you look like you say I seen you on TV
I be readin niggaz but readin be makin me sleepy (Hey!)
So strong am I, A Hundred Styles and Runnin
Niggaz stuck on one and them-a ran by
Claimin they fly but they stand-by
I come truer than a dream, and youse a damn lie
With that anti-rap, complainin about this and about that
Sounding bitch like, that ain't gonna make a nigga get right
I'm number one
One two many niggaz tryin to tell me bout they theory
One two many niggaz that ain't tryin to hear me
One two many niggaz doin shows that don't happen
One two many niggaz life depend on rappin
That's one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
That's one two many niggaz
Just one two many niggaz
One, two
One two many niggaz can't find they niche
One two many niggaz wanna be my bitch
Nigga, one two many niggaz
common - 1 9 9 9
"Still gettin mine, in the" "ONE"
"NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
*sample cut and played in background*
[Talib Kweli]
Yo, just relax, take it easy slow down
I had this, I had this friend of mine
Who just, you know, he was movin too fast, yaknawimsayin?
I told him to slow down, he said the sun don't chill
I said, I said still, I said still, you gotta
Just appreciate life, sit back, don't let it fly right past you
No matter what go on I'm still gettin mine
No matter the year, no matter the place, no matter the time
[Common]
Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom
These record company niggas I don't like when I see em
My ancestors, when I'm writin I see em, and talk wit em
Hopin in the promise land I can walk wit em
Shitted on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the stall wit em
Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought wisdom
As legends fall my godmother answer heaven's call
Preachers' daughters get fucked in the reverand's hall
MC's reckless ?I ball? why y'all wanna go and do that?
Must've thought I was solo, the name just ain't the U-Ac
No mo', still together
Like in the ghetto photo wit one nigga in the chair
Holdin liquor in despair, gang signs in the air
I shine in spaces where time is just a glare
Hold the mic like a memory
Niggas say I'm nice wit metaphors but these are similes
Street ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, track is visitation
Sentences is life, I'm like chief up in this demonstration
Still...
"Still gettin mine, in the" "ONE"
"NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
*sample cut and played in background 4X*
[Sadat X]*in background during sample*
Check it out, everyday ha yeah
This how we gon' do it for y'all
Common Sense, Sadat X puttin something in your ear
Something for you to grab
For the whole world, yaknowimsayin, but it ain't free
It's a fee, check it out
You squirm wit this coughin, whippin cough
Six days of madness and you might throw me off
On this great ball of stress that they call the earth
I'ma show y'all in rhyme just how much shit I been through
And all the place I went to, always played the low
It's like a competition, this mission here I'm tellin you
Slip up and rhyme-ass niggas here is fellin you
Crash courses, slow down you can't learn that quick
Cuz I'm the dead eye, wit the red eye, from Chi to L-I
I thought y'all knew, every year I grew, I'm still growin
And in a year or two I hope my girl'll be showin
A male seed, praise God I name him Moses
I lead people I want him to, that's why I chose this
Now is the glass half-full or half-empty
Common, why they tempt me?
The king of the simply, bore in mic
I always stay on top cuz I give niggas what they like
I know y'all hate that why I feel I owe y'all everyday
If y'all hear it a thousand times, it's gon' be the same way
The 'Dat-Father, go farther, why bother
Now I'm a peaceful man, I don't want no stress
You know I'm still...
"Still gettin mine, in the" "ONE"
"NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
*sample cut and played in background 3X*
[Common]
Yo yo, some get Range Rovers, some religion change-over
Angel on my main shoulder tellin me remain sober
Token nigga, game's over ain't no payola in freestyle
In battles, I'm warring/Warren like a G-Child
Searchin for the child in me, this style in me
This release is like the piece that's now in me
They tried to 'sassinate me god, like Martin on the bal-cony
Lyrically I put a hit on em, cuz I'm the style-Nitty
Catch a flick at the Liquid Kitty
Tryin to get a chick to kick it wit me till the tilt
Told her my Chamber's like Wilt
Built wit her for a sec, let her know I had respect
Less than a hour she was givin me neck, yo I'm still gettin
mine...
"Still gettin mine, in the" "ONE"
"NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
*sample cut and played in background 4X*
common - 8 minutes to sunrise
[common]
Yeah yo yo yo yo yo yo
Yo a touch of jazz y'all yeah yeah
?? y'all yo they got us on the run like
[jill scott]
8 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now what are we gonna do? (i don't know..)
Pressure is mountin
Oh baby now how we gonna get through? (i don't know)
Can't go left (uh uh) can't go right (uh uh)
Don't know how we made it through the night (c'mon c'mon c'mon)
7 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (do it, do it..)
[common]
It was once said by black thought that +things fall apart+
Knew i shouldn't have been messin with dude's girl from start
But i pimp from the heart, the art of it made it interestin
Plus me and sister blend before we got intimate
Friend or no friend, my man caught wind
This chick is payin me, it'll either cost me or cost him
Told her she shoulda lost him (when?) a while ago
Cause dude'll drink a pile of mo' and defile her yo
I ain't here to start on this [nigga] for me to wreck his broad
You could tell what i thought of this [nigga]
Nickname was smoke, don't know if that was cause of cigarettes
(or what?) or guns he tote, he called shots on the deck
So i wasn't tryin to call his bluff, by his persona
You could see, he think he tough!
If that wasn't enough, old girl had his son
This is wild like the west i'm like jesse on the run, uhh
[jill scott]
6 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (i, don't, know)
Pressure is mountin
Oh baby now, how we gon' get through? (i, don't, know)
Can't go left and (uh-uh) can't go right and (uh-uh)
Don't know, how we made it through the night (yo, we got..)
5 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (do it, do it..)
[common]
I understand that time is runnin out, i'm thinkin of town-skippin
Got a chevy but the alternator be trippin
I'm hittin rum straight, thinkin of a route to truncate
The streets is watchin, out is one way i put myself in his nike's
His position is, "aight man, somebody bonin my lady"
Probably snap like rod-man
My plan was to meet at this bar called the tiki (when?)
'round four, when she was comin she would beep me
I sat deep in the corner, drinkin zombies, becomin one by now
Wonderin if my style would support her and her child
Out the corner of my eye saw this stud i recognized (who?)
One of smoke's guys, to stay out of sight i tried
Told jill scott to meet we coulda picked a better spot
On some "nobody's supposed to be here" [shit] like deborah cox
Looked at my watch, [shit] i don't even got a watch
Felt for my glock, damnit i don't even got a glock, yo
[jill scott]
4 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (i don't know..)
Pressure is mountin
Oh baby now, how we gon' get through? (i, don't, know)
Can't go left and (uh-uh) can't go right and (uh-uh)
Don't know, how we made it through the night (c'mon c'mon)
3 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (do it, do it..)
[common]
Pressure puh-pressure what? the pressure's cookin
It ain't good lookin, like a black promoter i'm talkin bookin
Not that i'm spooked of dude, i could whup him
But he was on the horn informin the rest of them hoodlums (aight)
Usually i wouldn't fight over a woman, old girl had a sun-shine
Was messed up, on smoke's payroll was one-time
My pager went off, it read one line: "come get me
From halsted," i'm thinkin this is monkey bar [shit]
Went to the phone quick, called her (what happened?) her line was busy
Situation number nine, got my mind dizzy
Wondered if this plan was designed to get me
I've been drinkin too strong to be thinkin too long
Like 40 goin north i'm doin 50, headed for the spot
Askin god to be with me, and lately
She has been actin shifty -- (but what?)
But then it hit me (hit me) it hit me (hit me)
It hit me (hit me) it hit me
[jill scott]
2 minutes to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (i don't know..)
Pressure is mountin
Oh baby now, how we gonna get through? (yo -- i said i, don't, know)
Can't go left and (uh-uh) can't go right and (nope)
Don't know, how we made it through the night (yo, we got)
1 minute to sunrise
Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (one-one, one.. ha?)
1 minute.. (we got, we got) one, one
1 minute.. (ahh shit, we got) one, one
1 minute.. (what we got girl?) one, one
1 minute.. (baby, com sense on the run) now, now
1 minute.. (com sense on the run) one..
1 minute.. (just got on the run, just got on the run)
(com sense on the run, com sense on the run)
(just got on the run, just got on the run)
(they got us on the run like.. they got us on the run)
(they got us on the.. yo, they got us on the run)
(uhh, yo, they got us on the run)
(they got us on the.. yo, they got us on the run)
And we out..)
common - a film called
[Common talking]
Yea,Yea,Yea
You know, they call me a pimp, and you know what that mean
I'm a Person that's Making Profit. See I pimp internationally
I'm nationally recognized, locally accepted
I pimp with the truth, that's the only method
[Common]
Seen her on Madison where Vice Lords be Travelin
And Chevy windows be rattlin
and badder than any other broads that I've seen in these parts
Her body language spoke like a smart remark, eyebrows arched
Thick lips, blond wig, nice tits, ass the size that I dig
Asked her the name, one way to approach her
See she had game, she needed me to coach her
Expose her to some paper, freedom and culture
The way a righteous pimp is supposed to
[MC Lyte]
As he came closer in his eyes I seen fortune
I ain't having it like abortion
Walking with this stick holding his tip
Looked like a Black Panther that was trying to pimp
It was cold as shit, I'm waitin on my ride
Act like I didn't see him I tried
[Common]
Motion denied (pause)
I felt the vibe like Roy Ayers
She was used to seeing pimps in furs and gators
Told her I'm an innovator, a gentlemen of leisure
That's in tuned with nature, hold Common's hand
I'm a take you to a pimps promise land
Where no man can break ya, break ya, break ya
Chorus: Bilal (singing)
Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers,
customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god
Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers,
customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god
[Common]
{hey girl, come on over here, check it out)
Make your next move your best move, choose me
[MC Lyte]
How I look working for a nigga in a cuffe'
If I was on a track you couldn't produce me
With them shits on your wrist looking goofy
[Common]
(yea ok)
I pimp without a pause, for the cause, I'm a rebel
You been on the streets I'm trying to take you to another level
You used to the same game, cats saying the same thang
Nigga you gone ho underground or ho mainstream
[MC Lyte]
Nigga you must not know of me
I'm the mack here
Ought to have you ho for me (Common: get real now)
Pimp yo punk ass
Have you write me poetry
I'm from a land called cash
You too slow for me
[Common]
You know why?
I'm thinking bigger than Bagets
Birds in slick cars
Or have you on the corner trickin in strip bars
If you become mine the world would be ours
Respect the game, and universal laws
[MC Lyte]
What, I oughta pimp slap your ass and make you fall against the wall
(Common: try it)
Why you in the game if you ain't even trying to ball
I know pimpin ain't easy but damn you barely surviving
We can't ride together cause you ain't driving
(Common: oh it's like that)
Chorus
[Common]
(this, this, this really how I look at it check it)
You and I together is like Ashford and Simpson
Picture us elbow to elbow at the hustler's convention
[MC Lyte]
Think I'm gone risk my ass then give you the cash (Common: yep)
That shit is the past
I got my own stable (Common: where at)
I oughta pierce your navel and put you on the track
Matter of fact I been looking for a ho that's abstract
[Common]
Girl you getting beside yourself
I'm trying to guide you
Help you see inside yourself
I pimp with vision, I'm a help you see the light
Have you covering your body and have you eating right
[MC Lyte]
(is that right)
I'm pimp ho's, pimp pens, (Common: Say what)
Pimp rhythms, pimp flows,
Pimp men (Common: and pimp what)
Pimp systems
Got stores called big pimpin (Common: Where)
Down South
In Texas I ran the best ho house
[Common]
(So)
I pimp from Brazil to um, Tokyo
Have Japanese broads sayin 'choushi wa dou' (MC Lyte: Yea right)
Bring'em back to the states to turn dates from Europe
Made the dirtiest of hoes seem purer
[MC Lyte]
(HA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
(Common: Why you laughin)
I'm laughin cause you funny
I'm make bitch niggaz like you have my money
I get six hundred off yo skinny ass weekly
You'll get all the right tolls in that dashiki
[Common]
Yo, what ever happened to loyalty
Don't you want to become royalty
On the streets selling ass and oils for me
But you on this ho-asis and really I can't reach you
Fuckyou then I'm about to be a preacher
[Common talking and Bilal Singing Background]
Well there you have it ya'll
The story of pimps and hoes ya'll know how it goes
It's been the oldest profession
The whole thing is like a lesson
Ain't no second guessin
Pimps ya'll, hustlers
All that good shit
Yea, yea 2000 and forever
It'll be here
Uh, uh aiight coo
common - a penny for my thoughts
"Friends.. Romans countrymen.. lend me a dollar!
Ahh-ha!" -> Damon Wayans
"How much? -- A dollar."
"One dollar.." -> Dan Akroyd
"I got your money.. I got your poor, measly.." ->
Eddie Murphy
"One dollar.." -> Dan Akroyd
"Can I borrow a dollar?" -> BizMarkie
"Nigga you ain't shit.. you wasn't shit when you was here!
I seen you do that shit all that's the same shit
you was doin round the poolroom nigga
It ain't nuthin -- let me have a dollar"
"Can I have a dolla? One dolla"
"One dollar.." -> Dan Akroyd
"How much? -- A dollar."
"One dollar.." -> Dan Akroyd
"One beer? Man you gotta give me a dollar for a beer"
[Twilite Tone]
Check this out
One time, steps a man
Common Sense and the Unamerican Caravan
The true b-boys, dem dere and we in here
Yeah, ya know, from the Southside of Chicago
and we don't front
Who me? I am Twilite Tone
Babylon dread, Bumstead, and we come like DIS
[Common]
This the start of somethin big
Methink I knows ya gonna dig it
It's time to plant the seed
Hip-Hop's the tree and I'ma fig it
Figure it out, the mic, I'm rippin it like a ligament
Gimme a light a Bud Light, and shit'll get lit just like a
cigarette
I'm a b-boy so don't test me, many rappers don't impress me
You try steppin into my city I'll, Snipe em like Wesley
So you best be on your way, I'm doper than Marion Berry, hey
Wake up everyday and make-up rhymes but I'm not Mary Kay
Some say I'm dope as fuck, some label my rhymes incest
My flex is kinda mean yo, so hey kid, CATCH
These nuggets, these nuggets, these nugget ugget uggets
with some peas and a hole in the bucket (cool, cool)
Dear Liza, Minelli, I jam like jelly and I got
helly what, helly what, HELLY RHYMES
I can remember times when for a 40 I had to beg for bucks
Nobody really gave a, so I had to beg for fucks
Now what do niggaz do when they got not food
Skibbidy skap and busta bust a rap
So I pick up the pen and then begin the thoughts to get to
pumpin
Hopin like all the people let me talk, let me say somethin
Cause nothin for nothin leaves nothin, I got nuthin to lose
I put, nuttin in my notes, I'm not your host when I got nuttin
to use
Dues gettin credited, now I debit my bank account
Not on a blind date, could I see me taken out
by some glutteus, glutteus, maximus, maximus
I'm spas-ta-gis-a-mister-gis a mister-gis-ta-spas-ta-gis
Spectacular, the papes I Count like Dracula
You can't cut the rug, because you suck, MC Vacumn Up
Rappers I skip on like Walter Payton
Their ain't no way or half-step, and flex a rhyme like a bicep
Some steps with concepts, but umm, WHO cares
Not even the damn People Under the Stairs
[Twilite Tone]
Interruption, interruption
True b-boys runnin shit
Unamerican Caravan, beatin you down
Den dere's de man who don't stop
Yo Com, come back with some Sense, UHH
[Common]
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, here I come, here I come (what?)
A-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, here I come, here I come (yeah!)
I'm comin around the mountain high as lower than a valley
I'm the cat, from the alley, from the back, I'ma rally
and tally up points, rollin joints, risin to the tops
Somewhat of a playwright, cause like a stage I got props
My crew's a strange brew, a drink a day'll keep the stink away
We been through AA, but hey, what can I say?
Say say say, what you want, but you'll pay the con-se-quences
Cause Mister Common Sense is (yeah)
not gonna take it, so leave you better believe it
Even if your name ain't Ripley, cause Ripley don't know diddley
Hit me one time, two times, for the U-AYYY-C
Heyyyyyy, but anyway
I hit a skid, and I peel out like MC Eiht, damn I kill it
Earn my money the old fashioned way - I steal it
Stop thief in the temple, I hit em with a blow
Somebody done stole my beeper but I'ma steal the show
I'm throwin a Heidi Hoe into a bro and tellin her
go for what you know bruh, the people before me go under
Yo we gotta gotta get we gotta get we gotta get
Gotta get, gotta gotta gotta get get over
Somewhere over the rainbow, I'm still the same old same old
Ringin around the collar, borrowin a dollar, check my balls
Dirty drawers, see the kitty suckin titties
Video watchin lush from the city
I'm the extra-terrestrial rappers go home cause they have to
Them marks be callin Ork, come in Ork, Nanu Nanu
The perfect stranger, comin in to a, fuck a new land
Cause Jeffrey where Osborne, and see I'm only human
Doin anything to make a buck, what the fuck I gotta
do what I gotta go (*echoes*)
common - a song for assata
(common)
In the spirit of god.
In the spirit of the ancestors.
In the spirit of the black panthers.
In the spirit of assata shakur.
We make this movement towards freedom
For all those who have been oppressed, and all those in the struggle.
Yeah. yo, check it-
There were lights and sirens, gunshots firin
Cover your eyes as i describe a scene so violent
Seemed like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle
Blood bubbled in her chest, cold air brushed against open flesh
No room to rest, pain consumed each breath
Shot twice wit her hands up
Police questioned but shot before she answered
One panther lost his life, the other ran for his
Scandalous the police were as they kicked and beat her
Comprehension she was beyond, tryna hold on
To life. she thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Handcuffed tight to the bed, through her skin it bit
Put guns to her head, every word she got hit
"who shot the trooper?" they asked her
Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her
Her mind raced till things got still
Opened her eyes, realized she's next to her best friend who got killed
She got chills, they told her: that's where she would be next
Hurt mixed wit anger-survival was a reflex
They lied and denied visits from her lawyer
But she was buildin as they tried to destroy her
If it wasn't for this german nurse they woulda served her worse
I read this sister's story, knew that it deserved a verse
I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me?
All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all.
(cee-lo vocals)
I'm thinkin' of assata, yes.
Listen to my love, assata, yes.
Your power and pride is beautiful.
May god bless your soul.
(common)
It seemed like the middle of the night when the law awakened her
Walkie-talkies cracklin, i see 'em when they takin her
Though she kinda knew,
What made the ride peaceful was the trees and the sky was blue
Arrived to middlesex prison about six inna morning
Uneasy as they pushed her to the second floor in
A cell, one cot, no window, facing hell.
Put in the basement of a prison wit all males
And the smell of misery, seatless toilets and centipedes
She'd exercise, (paint?,) and begin to read
Two years inna hole. her soul grew weak
Away from people so long she forgot how to speak
She discovered frredom is a unspoken sound
And a wall is a wall and can be broken down
Found peace in the panthers she went on trial with
One of the brothers she had a child with
The foulness they would feed her, hopin she's lose her seed
Held tight, knowing the fight would live through this seed
In need of a doctor, from her stomach she's bleed
Out of this situation a girl was conceived
Separated from her, left to mother the revolution
And lactated to attack hate
Cause federal and state was built for a black fate
Her emptiness was filled with beatings and court dates
They fabricated cases, hoping one would stick
And said she robbed places that didn't exist
In the midst of threats on her life and being caged with aryan whites
Through dark halls of hate she carried the light
I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me?
All of this shit so we could be free.
Yeah, i often wonder what would happen if that woulda been me?
All of this shit so we could be free, so dig it, people-
(cee-lo)
I'm thinkin' of assata, yeah.
Listen to my love, assata, yeah.
Your power and pride, so beautiful...
May god bless your soul.
Oooh.
(common)
Yo
From north carolina her grandmother would bring
News that she had had a dream
Her dreams always meant what they needed them to mean
What made them real was the action in between
She dreamt that assata was free in they old house in queens
The fact that they always came true was the thing
Assata had been convicted of a murder she couldna done
Medical evidence shown she couldna shot the gun
It's time for her to see the sun from the other side
Time for her daughter to be by her mother's side
Time for this beautiful woman to become soft again
Time for her to breathe, and not be told how or when
She untangled the chains and escaped the pain
How she broke out of prison i could never explain
And even to this day they try to get to her
But she's free with political asylum in cuba.
(cee-lo vocals)
I'm thinkin' of assata, yeah.
Listen to my love, assata, yeah.
We're molded from the same mud, assata.
We share the same blood, assata, yeah.
Your power and pride, so beautiful...
May god bless your soul.
Your power and pride, so beautiful...
May god bless your soul.
Oooh.
(assata)
Freedom! you askin me about freedom. askin me about freedom?
I'll be honest with you. i know a whole more about what freedom isn't
Than about what it is, cause i've never been free.
I can only share my vision with you of the future, about what freedom is.
Uhh, the way i see it, freedom is-- is the right to grow, is the right to
Blossom.
Freedom is -is the right to be yourself, to be who you are,
To be who you wanna be, to do what you wanna do. (fade out)
common - all night long
[common (with badu singing in background)]
Yeah.. wanna feel the vi ah hi hibe
Wanna feel the vibe wanna feel the vi ibe!
Uhhh.. wanna what? yeah
Wanna what? uhh yeah (come on)
Every bod' c'mon uhh
Yo yo.. (all night long)
[common]
Durin divine hours i use mind power to refine
Flour/flower girls and make em feel like black pearls
Get they minds off acryllic nails and the rap world
It's a lot you can find in the lost black girl
Made signs built in lodges, we be in garages
Discussin who we boned and who god is
Pro-black like craig hodges with my dashikis in the cleaners
I kick it for the chevy ridin head to backstreet leaners
[erykah badu (with common)]
All.. (uhh) night.. (yea yea, what?) [hah]
Allllll.. [huh, uhh] niiiiiight.. (whatcha say now bee, what?)
Allllll.. (yeah, yeah yeah) niiiiiight.. [aow! aoww-owwww]
(to freak it with the) allllll.. (now let me get a piece of this)
(let me get a piece bee) niiiiiight..
[common]
Check it, check it
I was born underwater with three dollars and a cocktail
Tryin to make the garden of eden, out of auckdale and rockwell
Lock'd in this grid like a tupac tale
While her-on rock smells make the cops tail
My third eye is my rail, on this illa-thought
With afrocentric stamps i'm mailin thoughts
To my gods held in court
I dwell where rebellion's taught, and emotions seldom walk
I try to walk like an egyptian, with hieroglyphics spelled in chalk
I guess the hustlin is the unspoken gospel
Love that i'm an apostle, feel the holy spirit of chicago
E bottom, here's the bottle
I think i, need a cup of a tea, because i'm novel
(come on bay-bayyy) bust it
[erykah badu]
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you
Alllllll night looooong
Allllllll (come on bay-bayyy)
All night long.. all night long..
All night long.. on and on and on and onnnn (come on bay-bayyy)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
Allllllll (on and on and on and onnnn) [hah, uh-huh]
Iahhhhh (all night long) jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
{what? yo-yo, yo-yo yo-yo check it, check it}
On and on and on and onnnn
[common]
A portrait of the artist, formerly known as sense
The brain-wash, with my vocal tones i rinses
Opportunity and the beat knocks
Women, give me rhythm like beatbox, but it's the year
Of completion, i want a queen to complete rash'
Who's flavored from stacks, to reeboks
Send blessings to the family of ice mike
Shit like that, don't help me write right, but i got site/sight
Like a destruction worker, when it's time to build
Get off like sam jack' and it's +time to kill+
In perseverence i'ma find a meal, and provoke
My gramps used to trick off big papers at the riverboat
It go..
[erykah badu (with common)]
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. all night
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. you got it goin all night
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. y'know, y'know it all night
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. oahahhhoahhohhhhhh (yea, yeah)
[erykah badu]
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (one more time)
Alllllll night looooong, oahhhhohhh (ebb in feelings)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (i ain't sleeping)
Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
On and on and on and onnnn
[common]
Check it
I walk downtown to tempos and never lose the beat
Some people got ignorance confused with bein street
On the, street of desire my body and soul meet
Arguin over thick broads and meals with no meat
Had the cold feet for a second
Mega-niggaz in my box throwin suggestions
Had me checkin myself and double checkin, i popped the +resurrection+
In the mirror i only heard my reflection
Let me hold mics, while you hold dicks and cd collections
And at musicland and coop's, we can make connections
I meditate with confidence, to not chomp on cents
Outspoken like 30's but yet i guard my lips
Writin niggaz with stripes, i hold posture with
Poppin shit to fat broads, wearin os-trich
Givin em voicemail, tracks are like county
To them i voice-jail/gel, if you believe in heaven
Why is the choice hell? why is this choice hell?
Why is this choice hell?
[erykah badu]
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you
Alllllll night looooong, oahhhhohhh (keep goin)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (keep goin, keep goin, keep on)
(and don't you give up) alllllll night looooong (ah keep on, ah keep on)
Ooahhhoahhhhh (ah keep on, ah keep.. ah don't you give up)
Iahhhhh (all night long) jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
On and on and on and onnnnnnnnnn (keep it goin baby)
(if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
(all night long) on and on and on and onnnnnnnn
Alllllll (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest) niiiiiiiight
Alllllll (and if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest) niiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll (don't stop now) niiiiiiiiight (no no no, no, uh-uh)
Alllllll (you bet' not stop) niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Yeahhhhhh.. common sense, and baduuuu
common - announcement
I'm gonna take you to the tip top babyx3
everybody i'd like to announce
throw your hands up when we in the house
yeah this is hip-hop baby
i'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
and tell your girl that the tickets is out
and we gonna do this till they kicken us out
caz this is hip hop baby
I'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
live from the south side this one
hide your gun
representen shaw town to the fullest
raps are bullets
see those rappers they be dunken
when comm be bucken in the kitchen fucken
on the sink got my momma a mink
common is the link
thought the game was extinct
lady
them jeans is a slim shady
brought them back from the 80's
now let's make some babies
freestyle paid off
so link in pavement
now we can push more whips then slavery
how they taim me in this rap shit
my roots is deep
you heard the bitch in you
yeah i know what's beef
let it cook
and i pop like grease
you thirsty niggers can't shot my feast
ugh
i still love her she be needing a dick
when it comes to hip hop
it's just me and my bitch
everybody i'd like to announce
throw your hands up when we in the house
yeah this is hip-hop baby
i'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
and tell your girl that the tickets is out
and we gonna do this till they kicken us out
caz this is hip hop baby
I'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
pharell
lady
your like what da fuck the is the whether
my name crossed my rose
so quickly i bought another
sorry mr. william moved out the building
spot to the top 50 ft was the silliam
slow down son your killing them
well funding it it was not
she reveals remonist and give me chills
when puff was with biggy
this I cheat on every niggy
like a cop deportion drove through a city
now all the little bitty's don't argue the pretty
I was a magician as marazo made a missin
My dick is like a blow pop baby
And if get's stiff get some botax baby
A show out baby now show me you gonna act right
And I'll be cuddling backwards like a track bite
She don't' know the casio cost 100
It's been two years
since I've done it now all the rappers want it
What?
everybody i'd like to announce
throw your hands up when we in the house
yeah this is hip-hop baby
i'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
and tell your girl that the tickets is out
and we gonna do this till they kicken us out
caz this is hip hop baby
I'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
As I sit back relax with Chicago on my back
Unzip the backpack pull out a 50 yap
I'll probably go to jail but nahh that ain't me
I style crazy
A net like jay z
The black co jac
I get money and want more stacks
The rap photographer the way the flow stacks
Brah's say are you a philosopher?
Yeah yeah I'll philosopha on top of ya
everybody i'd like to announce
throw your hands up when we in the house
yeah this is hip-hop baby
i'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
and tell your girl that the tickets is out
and we gonna do this till they kicken us out
caz this is hip hop baby
I'm gonna take you to the tip top baby
common - another wasted nite with
*Common's answering machine beeps*
Say brotha
If you ever let me leave out a club
with a big fat ass, stove-like bitch
like that without point out the facts,
I'ma kick your motherfuckin ass.
Man that nerve of the hoe not to give me no pussy.
Come up in my house tryin to watch movies and shit.
This ain't no motherfuckin cinema, BITCH!
Who the fuck she thought I...
Say brotha, I wasted a evening
I shoulda went witcha, but ohh well
You know I gets my pussy anyway, you know
That's how playaz do
But gahd-damnit Rashan
That big ass bitch *cracks up*
If you'da said to spread on that hoe
Man I could kick my own ass
Well, should go to work
Just another wasted nite
And ohhhh, ohhhh
Heyyy, heyyy, what can you say
common - any given sunday
[Guru]
Though the times are getting wicked I'm older
I got a chip on my shoulder
True players always maintaing, I'm different I told ya
Don't want to be just a commodity
I'm smarter G
This is my life, and my soul not just a job to me
It's the truest part of me
Fans now mobbing me
Fake friends acting like I just won the lottery
Back then I guess it was hard to see
The real paradox
What an artist see
It's like that saying
Be careful what you pray for you might get it
Of course it's all about winning and money but how far will we let it
Taken 'em, the holy game can make 'em, then instantaneously break 'em
Rain one day sunshine the next
Haters try and stop my flow sometimes I'm vexed
What's next accounted by the press
Mad stress on my chest
Of course I know that I'm blessed but here's the test
On "Any Given Sunday" I got to play my best
Chorus:
Sacrifice don't give up the fight,
everything will be all right on any given Sunday
Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall
Depends on you if you win or lose,
you know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday
Guru: Strive to achieve and die for what you believe
[Jamie Foxx]
On the battlefields left abandoned
One man standing
To me the ball was handed
Taken shots and left stranded,
No defensive they tackle me
Every blow brings back a memory
Learning lessons from my injury
It's killing me
Cause at first they wasn't feeling me
Never given a chance to show my true ability
Too many pressures trying to play me out
Put me positions that's sure to lay me out
No doubt
Chorus:
Sacrifice don't give up the fight,
everything will be all right on any given Sunday
Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall
Depends on you if you win or lose,
you know you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday
Guru: Strive to achieve and die in for what you believe
[Common]
Playing on a field of hard times
These struggles are like the yardlines that I gain from
Nowhere is where I came from
From day one, I knew the game and how to play run
But never knew the price of fame would weigh tons
Now I learn from self when pain comes
And walk when they say run
Fame can be as painful as
Death of patron
Young black, gifted
But I'm rapped in myself
Broke many tackles but I'm trapped in myself
See what happens with wealth
At times you can lose yourself
During the sunniest of days many superstars fell
From cotton to football fields
You know how they play brothers
As long as we play well they love us
I know that on Any Given Sunday
This can be taken from me
But it all comes down to is money
I know that on Any Given Sunday
This can be taken from me
But it all comes down to is money y'all
Chorus: (2x)
Sacrifice don't give up the fight,
everything will be all right on Any Given Sunday
Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall
Depends on you if you win or lose,
you got to pay some dues so that you can live on Monday
Guru: Strive to achieve and die for what you believe
common - aquarius
[Common]
Yeah!
Yeah!
[Common]
Nigga deep in the rhythm, experience speak
Some keepin' the wisdom, the life hustlers seek
I seeking it with em, i'm dope the streets need me to hit em
With some of that (revolutionary rap)
Revolutionary blunted rap
My peoples want hits, I hit it from the back
Under the cherry moon, I hold notes and carry tunes
My guise pack heat enough to bury June, on my feet
Im getting married soon, walking in the clouds like Mary Bethune
Fumes of a real nigga seep into your room
Or through fifthteens of the your jeep that you boom
Son so many cats, they call me high noon
Offerings to Osun hoping war is over soon
Guard your grill like George Foreman
Time to build, as far as building im the doorman, opening doors
My blood I expose on the floors, tell them the game aint only
the score
Hold on to your life as I carry these styles
To have you tapping your head like Darius Miles
You aint supposed to rhyme, better off with a clothing line
In this business of pimps, many hoes get signed
Opposed to shine so me holding the blinds
Mixing golden seal and wine, holding a nine
In the age of aquaruis...
[Chorus]
[Singing]
The water that arrives (ba-ba ba ba)
To purify the world (du-ba ba ba)
Flying through the night (du ba-ba ba ba)
So watch out here he comes (du-du ba ba ba)
Aquarius! [echoes]
[Common]
Between churches and liquor stores, my mic leaks
With raps, all over your head like Tweet
Playing with yourself, thinking the game is just wealth
Hot for a minute, watch your name just melt
Same spot where it's joyous, where the pain is felt
As you build and destroy yo remain yourself
They say im slept on, now im bucking in dreams
And rhyme with the mind of a hustler scheme
Or the struggle of feinds, I flow over water thats as troubled
as teens
For the love of the team, trying to double the dream
Be greatful like the chruch psalm my grandmother sings
Im rubbing my rings across the domes of clones
Punchlines like Roy Jones with poems
While you and your dogs foam at the mouth
Thinking rap is the only way out
The black human genius will never play out
I take you way out, where you never been before
Been it since birth, sent to replish the Eatrh
That truck that you roll is like a miniature hearse
I deaded your shit before you finished a verse
From niggas to gods from bitches to earths
From Nat to Truck Turner that lives in my verse
Realness is an act that you cannot rehearse
Holla back, but listen first
We in the age of aquarius...
common - be
I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death through conception
New breath and resurrection
For moms, new steps in her direction
In the right way
Told inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind
But I write many lives and lay on these lines
Wave the signs of the times
Many say the grind's on the mind
Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wonderin' where I'm
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized
We got arms but won't reach for the skies
Waiting for the Lord to rise
I look into my daughter's eyes
And realize that I'ma learn through her
The Messiah, might even return through her
If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her
Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em
Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun
When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
Never looking back or too far in front of me
The present is a gift
and I just wanna BE
common - between me you and liberation
Verse 1 (Common)
She rested her head upon my chest
Since liberation in between breaths
Wonder if sex is what she found it in
Peace, found it layin down with men
Wasn't there to judge her,in many ways I loved her
It was more than bodies we shared with each other
We laid under the cover of friends
A place where many lovers begin
I began, to feel her body shake in my hand
Body language, it's so hard tryin to understand
Usually after sex, it's a good feel
Took by silence, emotions stood still
You could feel her tears spill, from her grill
Hurt from before that beginning to build
She told me hold me, stories she assemblin
Tellin it, tryin not to remember it
It was a story of innocence taken
Thought she could redeem, through love makin
When she was 8 she was raped by her father
And tried to escape through multiple sex partners
Felt pitiful she had only learned
To love through the physical, inside it burned
A hard t?, I thought of what this man did
She forgave him, she grew to understand it
Her soul was tied and never really rested
Only knew men through aggression
Said it was a blessin and it happened for a reason by speakin it
She found freedom
Between me and you, between me and you, (repeat)
Chorus (Cee-Lo)
Sometimes I wish I, ?
S? her, without speaking a word
Because of you I'm stronger, I'm afraid of no longer
I feel so ?, you helped liberate me, me, me (repeat)
Verse 2 (Common)
As she laid I watched her breathe
Happy to be here, not affraid to leave
I couldn't concieve her not being here
Death in her face, her not having fear
Less than a year she was diagnosed with it
Memories of that year, so close and vivid
Happiness would only visit, once in a while
To watch an adult, becomin a child
Somehow, I knew she'd make it
The life of one, so early would God take it?
Heard she placed it hope and care
Heard she placed in chemo and lost hair
I stared with my eyes closed
I wondered when the body leaves does the mind go
Watchin Jordan became less important
Seein this disease eat away my aunt's organs
Accordin to doctor's there is no cure
We went through doubt, and cases of insure
Wish I knew then how to heal with herbs
Knew a part of her I could heal with words
But the creator was ?ful
What seemed like the end was the beginning for her
Like that, she didn't want us to remember her
No more medication did she want us to give to her
It spread from her liver to her lungs to her last breath
Only to be freed through death, between me and you, (repeat)
Chorus (Cee-Lo)
Verse 3 (Common)
He spoke with his eyes tear filled
A lump in his throat as fear build
My whole life it was instilled
This ain't the way that men feel
A feelin he said he wish he could kill
A feelin not even time could heal
This is how real life's supposed to be?
For it to happen to someone close to me?
So far we've come, for him to tell me
As he did, insecurity held me
I felt like he failed me
'Till his spirit yelled help me
I've known him for like what seemed forever
About goin pro we dreamed together
Never knew it would turn out like this
For so long he tried to fight this
Now there was no way for him to ignore it
His parents found out, and hated him for it
How could I judge him?
Had to accept him if I truely loved him
No longer he said had he hated himself
Through sexuality he liberated himself
Between me and you, between me and you (repeat)
common - black maybe
[Hook]
Can't come around
They gon' wanna bring you down
No one knows just what's inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
[Common]
I heard a white man's yes
Is a black maybe
I was delivered in this world
As a crack baby
Hard for me to pay attention
And I act crazy
Gotta get over from the tip
I watch the fat lady sing a song
On how we guerillas in warfare
And I'm the kingest kong
They say we dreamin wrong
Them same strips that them older cats lingered on
Now the walgreens is gone
Hope is killed fiends are born
We leanin on a wall that ain't that ain't stable
Its hard to turn on the hood that made you
To leave We afraid to the same streets that raised you
Can aid you. What other black births came suit
the rage up in harlem and the southside
Brothers is starving with there mouth wide open
Floating across state got the workout plans so they can move weight
The fate of the black man, woman, and child maybe
[Hook] - 2X
Can't come around
They gon' wanna bring you down
No one knows just what's inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
[Common]
He had game since he used to hoop at chattum
Neither the ghetto nor defenders could trap him
The stones had his back and they'd pat him
He was living a life they couldn't fathom
Colleges getting at him with all type of scholarships
Even if he went they knew he'd leave college quick
For the pros the one from the hood that was chose
The black rose that grew in the jungle
But humble stud still had rumble in his blood
Women all around giving him trouble love
You know the love when you up they down
Cause you wrap a ball they round
Your win is their crown
Dudes in the circle he known for years
Shared beers and cheers but chose different careers
when paper and fame came they ain't know how to react
Them same studs shot him in the back
Now that's black...maybe
[Hook] - 2X
Can't come around
They gon' wanna bring you down
No one knows just what's inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
[Common - talking]
When we talk about black maybe
We talk about situations
Of people of color and because you are that color
You endure obstacles and opposition
And not all the time from...from other nationalities
Sometimes it come from your own kind
Or maybe even your own mind
You get judged..you get laughed at..you get looked at wrong
You get sighted for not being strong
The struggle of just being you
The struggle of just being us..black maybe
Black maybe...
[Hook]
Can't come around
They gon' wanna bring you down
No one knows just what's inside
Doing dope and doing time
Why they messing with your mind
Black maybe...
common - blows to the temple
Check it
We can go, toe to toe, with the blows to the temple (NOT)
Not the Temple of Doom, so make room
for the Unamerican Caravan (who you down with?)
The B-Boys, Immenslope, Twilite Tone, Derrick and then some
I don't get rid of some faces
while marks be lookin hard, and they be beggin bases
They have too many cases, and now they got courage
Sorta like Goldilocks, tryin to take Pop's porridge
But I got, the story straight
Plus the name, I got rep, don't dare sleep
Slept and got, crept
An AC/DC spider went up the wall we mount
Now came down the Common the Common Sense, and now the spider
out
(BOOM) A blackout, power failure
I ain't the Burger King, but I got a whale of blows
uppercuts jabs hits and hey niggaz
Cause I'm weird they call me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker
and I break a Bean, but I'm not from Boston
I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve Austin
Common'll keep the camera movin -- I'm kinda fast!
I'm from a town called FRESH OFF A NIGGAZ ASS
And I'm about to go on like Stephanie Mills
YOU MUST be poppin pills, tryin to step to me
Cause to the left of me, WE got the U-A-C (whattup)
And comin up to the right of me, WE got the U-A-C (come on)
And in back of me, yo WE got the U-A-C
And in front of me (BAW!) is a dead man G!
We hit em hard!
..
Kick it
A duck tried to buck, but the vic got vicked
so I picked him, he's another victim of a circumstance
He did a dance like Ali (SAY WHAT?)
But he floated like a waterfly and stung like a C
Ya see, I ain't out here, tryin to be a bully
Nor am I pretendin to be a two-shoes goodie
(WORD IS BOND) that I got big balls homes
And if a player try to press me, I gotta break the zone
Here to stage a, OOH SHIT, up in the sky
You better watch out, I'm tellin you why
Common Sense is breaking, marks down, ah-follow-me-now
Yo Common Sense is breaking, marks down
Uhh, check it, check it, check it
I huff and I puff and I blow (WHAT?)
the motherfuckin house down, I guess you didn't know!
Homeskillet, WHERE YA BEEN? Are you the boy in the plastic
bubble?
Ooh you in trouble!
A tisket a tasket, you're gonna get your ass kicked
You better know what's in my jacket, fuck the basket
Oh, God damn CHILD, I mean it's drastic
You end up on a stretched cause I stretch you like Plastikman
Fuck with me ("you end up the in the cas-ket")
You flow ass pussy nigga, sucker duck bastard
(Yo Common calm down, you gots to calm down!)
This Grape tried to step to me, with his arms down
Lesson number one - when you're ready to throw
never step up talkin - that's like tryin to pitch, but you're
balkin
And I'ma steal first, hide the base, but you base
You can call me Pencil Petey cause the marks I ERASE
In case of emergency, it's urgent see, that you see a doctor
You tried to Gamble, but I'm the Proctor
I knock that ass, bringin it down and then slash
Tried to play me with a skit, but now you got a gash
you character, for ya inherit a, neck brace
Makin ya thousand deaths times worser than a Screwface
But they call me Screwneck and I do wreck shit
So next time he push up in the jam, BOY YOU BETTER EXIT
Late Show in the house
U-A-C in the house
7-D in the house
R-T-A in the house
True B-Boys in the house
Dem Dere Dyslexics in the house
And we gonna fuckin blow the house down
Check it, hit em with a
Blood clot boy, you get bucked, tryin to fuck with the
Mario, Super Super Brothers like Mario
Here the Common, sucker clucks (what we do?)
Mission upon the loves, gettin kisses, and hugs
but then we runnin to a scrub that tried to bug
He's out to get some what they call em stunts because we bunt
(WHAT?) But I don't bug, I just slide her, and hit her
Some be rumpy chump, with the chat chat chitter
Yo we did her but I betcha know I'm better on it
Now you got a 100 percent beef, it's just a beatdown
(UH UH AHH!) Too late to try to be down
Brother your best bet, is to cover your eyes, like Dee Brown
(Cause it's a bum bum bum, bum-rush)
And if I ask who popped shit, the Caravan gotta bus
Sing it ("on that defense")
But our bumrush is well done, not medium rare
It's rare to see, an enemy within play
True indeed a lot of shit, is over he say she say
Me say, Warriors come out and play
And I'ma tear shit up and leave it like the day, after
And after we go around, and you hit the ground
then you know I'm down with the Blows to the Temple
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