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| 2. |
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[Intro]
Yeah, for the world! Keep going so you can(yo you can rock on) We keep going so you can (yo you can rock on) We keep going so you can (yo you can rock on) We keep going [Verse 1] Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed I hustle at a speed between greed and need On the streets where intuition and weed are breed Shoot the gift and viff, at the myths uplift My rhyme the clip its like the boom bip to tip(q) In gangways where cats that rhyme the same way Spending nites over Egypt to learn a brave day Paint a picture of the ghetto like JJ You the Ray J Of this rap world I travel the globe with a black girl name Becky Grand like Auto Theft 3 Style so developed the law cant arrest me You walk with blood on your shirt Like Jesse Jackson trying to test the reaction of the people See thru trying to out act Don Cheadle I speak to original Hebrew s you know how we do And bleed thru the needle with truth That needs no preview to proof its in the people And how they react still in the business of smacking Rappers is wack you had a dope track I guess opposites attract my mind state is black Black like bernie mack no cowards soul power in the words we rap [Verse 2] Picks with fist, thick grease, dark nipples My guy buy ice I search for the dark crystal Racing for paper these broads is starter pistols I spit thru gang wars and strange doors Out the sky flames pour the beats claims war I see niggaz with flags who they waving them for? I'm the nigga that you put the chain on the door for The nigga that you started changing the laws for Orator of hard-core and more My raps the portal for the blue collar Than made a hit and came up on a few dollars I'd rather listen to silence then you holla Borrowed your persona from the late that made dear mama My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy For truth your a decoy Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy I fall down and get up like Don McClerken Hit puss and listen to it whistle while I'm trerkin Break it down like herb The nympho of info I'm fucking what you heard You ain't ready for war your stuck in the reserves I mastered my high so I'm bucking at the birds I been wanted to fly so now I do it with the words For those in the fast-lane I show you how to merge Get your own you see its like home grown herb black economics The people we serve with Soul Power |
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| 3. |
| 4:54 |
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[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... [Chorus] x2 Aquarius! x2 |
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| 4. |
| 5:28 |
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| 5. |
| 4:21 |
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(feat. Omar and Dart Chillz)
[Common] My eyes watch God from a place Where times is hard, hard times we embrace Everybody want a yard, cuz a yard means space Being broke is odd and leaves an odd taste In the mouth of the metropolitan The hustle is hollarin' Beautiful minds grind, grind for the dollarin' Whether dice scholarin' or white collarin' We all taught hustle to prophet like Solomon The young play corners, Sean Jean modelin' They get it from they momma, black music is fatherin' Blue and whites flash lights like parliment In court non-whites, wishin' they had Cocharan Tell your guy and them, yo the blocks hot again Aunties walking to liquor stores in moccasains My guy got a gig, on the side he barberin' Married a foreign chick so she could get a green card up in the hustle [Chorus] [Common] Just put it in your back and hustle The paper's stacked so hustle [Omar] Gon'! - Gon' get it and get me that Gon'! - Gon' get it and get me that [Common] Just move, and shake, and grind and hustle It's on your mind so hustle [Omar] Gon'! - Gon' get it and get me that Gon'! - Gon' get it and get me that [Dart Chillz] First to the third, I'm close to the curb Toast to the bird, now I'm posted to serve Heard is a verb when you pour dirt on the floor Bill collecters and the roaches working your nerves It's a ghetto truck for a ghetto boy To get in them ghetto streets and get him a ghetto toys So he can come so just work murder rate is increasin' I don't give a fuck long as my coke is decent And my rims blind the whole damn precinct Everytime you see a head in my lap you know she sinked I know I'm dead in this trap, that's not how we think Fifty shells all around on the ground, can't catch a weak blink Five went through me, two stayed in me to do my duty Only thing that subdued me Two weeks, same corner, new freaks New geese, all white AND 1's new sneaks [Chorus] [DJ Joe Sinista scratches bridge] "Can't knock the hustle!" "The Hustle!" "I'm in" "Im in" "I'm in too deep" "deep to sleep!" "Can't knock the hustle!" "The hustle!" "Caught up in the hustle!" "I'm gettin' high" "Can't knock the hustle!" "The Hustle!" "I'm in" "Im in" "I'm in too deep" "deep to sleep!" "Can't knock the hustle!" "The hustle!" "Gotta hustle up!" "I got to have it, have it...have it" (echos out) [Common] Some rhyme, some throw shows, some sow clothes Some hobo at the junction inbetween cars Some enter in functions inbetween stars Some teach, some preach saying they seen God Some put they money up, against me odds Flippin' real estate yo, stocks and bonds Dreams of rollin El Derado's bumpin' El DeBarge Whatever the dreams, stay on ya deem the world is ours, its the hustle [Chorus] - repeat 2X [DJ Joe Sinista] "Gotta hustle up!" "Stay hustlin'!" "Gotta hustle up!" "Stay hustlin'!" "Gotta hustle up!" "Stay hustlin'!" "Gotta hus-" "hustle up!" "Stay hustlin' hustlin' hustlin'!" (echoes out) |
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| 6. |
| 4:35 |
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[Intro]
[Common:] It’s just a fly love song, what [Mary J:] Mmmmm [Common:] It’s just a fly love song, what [Verse: Common] Are we living in a dream world? Are your eyes still green girl? I know your sick and tired of arguing But you can’t keep it bottled in Jealousy, we got to swallow it Your heart and mind baby follow it Smile, happiness you could model it And when you feel opposite I just want you to know Your whole being is beautiful Im going to do the best I can do Cause i’m the best when i’m with you [Chorus: Mary J. Blige] Come close to me baby Let your love hold you I know this world is crazy What’s it without you [Verse: Common] Put down your bags love I know in the past love Has been sort of hard in you But I see the God in you I just want to nurture it Though this love may hurt a bit We dealing wit this water love You even give my daughter love I want to build a tribe wit you Protect and provide for you Truth is I can’t hide from you The pimp in me May have to die with you [Chorus] [Bridge] I know what you’re thinking, you’re on my mind You’re right, you’re right, you’re right You promise so fast you just might take flight Hope your not tired, tonight, tonight [Verse: Common] You help me to discovery me I just want you to put trust in me I kind of laugh when you cuss at me The aftermath is you touching me It’s destiny to we connected girl You and i we can affect the world I’m tired of the fast lane I want you to have my last name [Chorus] [Bridge] (2x) |
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| 7. |
| 5:08 |
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Artist: Common f/ Laetitia Sadier
Album: Electric Circus Song: New Wave Typed by: mejiac19@aol.com Yeah! The war zone. Who you fighting for? [Verse 1: Common] It’s funk to rhythm and punk to rock loud like shot that come from a glock Pick up your mind, run from the spot Revolution jumping in the parking lot Shit is so hot that the sun watch Children by the window with the gun cocked they could get robbed and stop the luck (?) Monkeys dance around for MTV spots I lock into a.... rock into a rhythm of street and ancient wisdom Experiment in stereo loud so crank the system For the humble on the path I paint a vision How far will a nigga go just for attention And to be remembered, you forgot the mission Listen! [Chorus: Laetitia Sadier] All traces of life in our gats we carry that’s used to dress humanity (Common: it’s a New Wave, Come on!) [Sung in French] All traces of life in our gats we carry that’s used to dress humanity (Common: it’s a New Wave, Dig it!) [Sung in French] This life is precious it’s goddamn? marvelous before it ever ends (Common: it’s a New Wave, Come on!) This life is precious it’s goddamn? marvelous before it ever ends (Common: Come on! Come on!) [Verse 2: Common] I lay terror in this era like Che Guevera for the people to make or wait it’s better in a room called real I stay forever Everyday I lose something I gain forever Meditate on how I can change the weather My brainstorm for some it’s like (?) umbrella where bullets and lies both spray together My mind scream like Al Green |
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| 5:30 |
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Let's do it now, it's me and you
Close my eyes Erotica, I'm seein' you Listen to me wishin' I could be with you To share my love and ecstasy with you Are you alone? Is your shorty sleep? Hold on. That's okay, ignore the beep For you, my love is immortal deep You are my queen but I can't ignore the freak Let's let our bodies talk and our auras speak Hold on, gotta get the toiletries As our waters reach distances unheard of I'm in the room nestled sweet and I observe love Only for you, I ask God to show me the truth What he showed me was you Wherever I go, my soul leads to you Days gone, nights lonely for you Erotica - Wet dreams are on my mind Erotica - Can I come in your mind? Erotica - Oh yes, our love must shine Erotica - Wish on star 69 Erotica - Wish on star 69 Erotica-ca-ca - Wish on star 69 Erotica-ca-ca Wish on star 69, erotica... So much I wish you were here with me now My bad, I just hit redial I want you to come and never leave now Is your mind and your right hand free now? Our love-reach deep down inside of it As the candle burns where desire's lit Makin' love knows no distance or environment When we (ahh), feel the most high in it I feel you touchin' me and I begin to rise from it Your love is stuck in me Our minds are so alive and thick Picture my hands on your waist As I stare in your face Your mouth half open Your love I can taste Embracin' you Life: I let go Gotta switch phones 'cause this one is ghetto Another level of love we create when we take it to And when it's made, Erotica, it's made for you Erotica - Wet dreams are on my mind Erotica - Can I come in your mind? Erotica - Oh yes, our love must shine Erotica - Wish on star 69 Erotica - Wish on star 69 Erotica-ca-ca - Wish on star 69 Erotica-ca-ca Slave to your loneliness ""Slave to your loneliness..."" Inside of loneliness ""Inside this (alt we bear)"" With love of loneliness ""With thoughts of loneliness"" Enslaved by loneliness I want you to come Inside your mind And find a place Nasty and kind This is where our desires grind And where they peak Is most divine A place and time I hope we reach together You are my queen And freak forever I feel you in-side my stomach My body shakes... Erotica - Wet dreams are on my mind Erotica - Can I come in your mind? Erotica - Oh yes, our love must shine Erotica - Wish on star 69 Erotica - Wish on star 69 Erotica-ca-ca - Wish on star 69 Erotica-ca-ca (*repeats and fades out*) |
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| 9. |
| 4:55 |
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[Common]
Yeah! Hah! Yeah, we got, come on Y'all cats know the abstract nigga with the attitude Pass the booze, and let's build on it I'm rolling in a Cadillac with the grill fronted I ain't even smoke no mo' but I feel blunted Yo I'm tokin on the freedom Stepping to the A.M., cats be tokin in the P.M. Tell the players I'm the G.M. Told my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma feed them They need me like I need them See the streets is bleedin Had to meet with my mind and ? to be defined and Stay on my climb I'm grind - ing, 'til I get blue balls Everyday, same shit new star Don't make me act like where I come from because he grew tall There's a place that to run from it if you neu - tral Hustlers and vogues, customers and smokes I kiss the sky feeling high off the stuff that I wrote [Chorus] (x2) I want to ride in my car, smoke my weed Keep my head high, let the chrome spin I got the right to feel hood I got the right to feel high I got the right to feel hood I got the right to feel high [Common] I'm the only cat in hip hop that can go into a thrift shop Connect, get up to the ghetto and get props If you gonna get that kick-a-box Make sure that ? not If you gonna get that glock don't be scared to big shot Hip Hop is changin, y'all want me to stay the same? Sorta like Barkley on how I see the game I recognize game like a scout Ayo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn your lady out I ain't about that Messing with no other man's women Because of jealousy then a man go under Understand a man and his mental Listening to Joan Mitchell With the fan and the window Can it be so simple then? I rock Rockports, you rock Timberlands I want a Rover, but I'm thinking long range I ain't switch over, I just made my own lane [Chorus] [Common] Like a pimp to a hoe I connect to the track I feel it in my neck and my back A thug came to me, said it changed his life Said the love of his life, he used to bang to the light I'm trying to do better I ain't claiming Mister Right I'm a grown man, I'm too old to fist-fight I stay on point like trick dice Tweeking like the sound man who need to switch mike Sounding bitch like I know the block is hot, but we just can't get ice When our children's children sit nice? I sing the song to make the fiend's strong King Kong ain't got shit on me I train days to rip emcees, I'm peaking But I still gotta get that cheese You on some monkey ball damn chimpanzees Mobbin through the Chi-Town to feel the breeze yo [Chorus] |
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| 6:23 |
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| 11. |
| 5:13 |
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(feat. Jill Scott)
[Chorus: Jill Scott] Can you speak your words of bedtime I was just saying to myself the other day Most of believing the magician But you're bewitching Because of this I must say I (I) I (oh I) I Appreciate what you give to me Yeah (I) I (oh I) I Appreciate what you give to me [Verse 1: Common] People say I got soul look at all the records I hold The lives I've affected, connect and control With me in your basement, your mama got blown I provide the vibe to keep the strippers on poles Through me the black experience is glorious told From a school that's old bold, so I rock gold And platinum, so cats I hold notes and cash for them On streets I rap for them, in ghettos I blast for them Mash with them, at the party and all Peep the universal language that's embodying all Put the Billie Holiday, Bob Marley in y'all Y'all feel most high when I be in y'all System, with the rhythm I up jump the boogie Shame I rely on record labels to push me Since the bush, I been y'all way to escape Through eight-tracks wax CDs and tapes I am music [Chorus] [Verse 2] You can feel me all over alive, I help culture survive, I opened the eyes of many Styles y'all wrote in the skies, with your lows and highs, open your mind to hear me In the streets I beat cops and obsolete On every station it's hot you can't stop my heat I taught J and Dre how to rock the beat On what's going on today yo, I gots to speak I take the stand, yo you could feel me bam Whether in Larry Graham or Steely Dan Live I be killing it man For how long I survived yo I'm realer than man Got a soft side but I'm still a man For me women cry and children dance, I'm trying to eat I could'a got a mil and ran But like Sly for the fam still I stand I am music [Chorus] [Verse 3] I been here since the beginning Beginning of time yo beginning of time Deep in the mind of the ancient ones Everybody love me like they do the sun I shine at times yo at times I'm dark You can't categorize me, my mind's a art Inside my heart, it ain't about climbing charts I'm the one you roll with when your ride is smart The change that came, the change that comes I change with chords and I kick it with drums Get blow with horns and did it on the one Riffed for guitars, for the Lord I sung Spun around the world at parties and weddings Wherever I go I create the setting You know me from lessons or your pops collections Whether whole or half stepping I'm a blessing Yo I am music [Chorus 2X] |
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| 8:32 |
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Erykah Badu and Common ( deeply):
Verse 1: Everyone hides thier face, sets behind a mask they wear. Jimi was a rock star searching for that magic place That he could touch in the sky just to get his people high. ohhhhhhhhh (jack!) oh oh ohhhhhh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh (jack!)(repeat) Verse 2: Life is so, colorful reds, blues and dreams. Jimi lives in a purple haze, in a psychadelic maze. Playing the streets like and instrument: pulling strings wherever he went. Angel sent from the sky just to get his people high. ohhhhhhhhhh (jack!) ohhhhhhh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhh (jack!)(repeat) Women all around (ehh da da daaa da) Fast cars and sound (ehh da da daaa da) And freedom he was bound (ehh da da daaa da) Couldn't see the ground (ehh da da daaa da) Jimi come out why dont you set me free?! (set me free) Sooooo high born to fly getting high off his own supply ? Everybody follows the same lord Using his light to guide the way ? ?...try things but few die so young something among Jimi was stung Everyone hides thier face Sets behind a mask they wear (back ground: Jimi come out why dont you set me free?)Till end |
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| 10:24 |
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Common (talking)
phone rang, screen said caller ID said blocked, but for some reason i decided to answer it. on the other end was a french accent. he told me we needed to rap quick, cause he had did some bad shit, and would be gone for years, spending these last two days, with his momma and his kids when he spoke I wasn't trying to hear it ,cause I knew he was a real good person, and this didn't seem like it was in his spirit. he couldnt believe as much as i couldnt, what he done . he said now its time for him to turn himself in. no longer could he run, from life, from God. start thinkin, why is doing right is so hard. I got back to him when we was inLondon discussin the new testament and how our lives related to it, and how we could make the best of it. my voice became destined, so I asked him why you gotta go. he said you know turn to Matthew 24 he said no one knows the hour, nor do they know the day, but the kingdom is near, don't let anything lead you to stray. as long as God is with you, everything will be okay. so right about then,we decided to pray. Bilal just lyin back makin the smoke disperse a ray.... deep into clouds (deep into clouds) it's makin things appear to me so clearly.... deep in the clouds (deep in the clouds) just lyin back makin the smoke disperse a ray... deep in the clouds (deep in the clouds) it's makin things appear to me so clearly... deep into clouds (yeah,) Ceelo your time is a terrible to waste!!! for it's not one of the...possesions that you can brang to space (yeah, it don't matter) its a challenge, but the chance of seeing, is quite a dream to chase (yes it is) I hope I remind God of him when he sees my face (yeah) he gon see it! Omar (keeps on ) the feeling just keeps on lifting me higher (ever) and its everflowing it's, everflowing (keeps on ) when every thing, puts a smile on my face(ever-flowing, ever-flowing) and i recognize the strong goal but i keep on going, i keep on going (he keeps on going....in the background) i keep on going on!! (he keeps on going echo) Jill Scott hey mighty love, watching over me.... a smile........brillant..... all over .....constantly..... warm .....comforting..... perfect...like ...no..thing no hate..no confusion...no strain simply peace.... simply simply...simply...simply Mary J. Blidge No fear! Heaven is to me no fear of destruction understanding who he is his name is christ!!(yeah) heaven, heaven is to me wisdom, understanding, knowledge (ohh understanding) Erykah Badu streets of gold and pearly gates halos wings all dressed in white-haaaahhhahh, haaaaahhhuuah! angels sing and cymbols glare no ones rich no one's poor haaahhhhuuahh haauaahhaa people dreaming they live free making love while they in love haaaahhhuuahhh haahhuuahh won-der-ful dream wake me when you're home haa! haahhhaa haaaaaaiiiiahahah! Papa Lynn (talkin) Heaven, heaven is being pops heaven is spending the day with your grandchildren listenin to they voices whenand they laughing and play and then at the end of the day we hug we kiss and slowly they walk away and then suddenly they turn and rush back to me and hug me round the knees yeah, that's heaven to me |
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