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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

[Hook]
Everybody home, ain’t nobody gone
And I got all my niggas around
It feel good, don’t it? Getting hood on it
And I got all my niggas around
I got a couple minutes in town
A couple hundred bitches around
So baby gonna get us a round

A-hem
What we have here is a very, serious delicate situation
Lots of people out here always ridin the dick, hmmph
But check this out
I like your style, I like your stride
And I like your motivation
But the late show, we ain't standin for that shit
So my man right here he wrote a little song about it

[Verse 1]
We were from different cities on the same block
Grew up in different circles in the same spot
Like raindrops we fall in love giving our all
Showing her ring off like a player at the ball
I recall the walls that I had up
Attracted to women for things that didn't matter
Ka-clow boom pop! Sound of my heart when it drop

(feat. Bilal, John Legend)

[sample] Faithful to thee
[Common] We got to be
[sample] Faithful to thee
[Common] I want to be
[sample] Faithful to thee
[Common] Yes, its for the people, God moves, yeah

Треклист:
01 - Intro
02 - Start The Show
03 - The People
04 - Drivin’ Me Wild [feat. Lily Allen]
05 - I Want You [feat. will.i.am]
06 - Southside [feat. Kanye West]
07 - The Game

Victory won
in a world of Henessey and guns
too young for the marches
but I remember these drums
to start reality
wars and battles
we fought for ours
caught in ghetto tragedy

Time flies
No time to waste while it's passing you by
Time files
Be patient 'cause good things happen in time
We gon' get it right, we gon' get it right
We gon' get it right, we gon' get it right
Protest the anthems, yes, we chantin'
A movement of people, it's like we dancin'

[Hook 1]
So we made it to this same of the road
And we picked up lots of chicks and pots of gold
How I made it out with my soul

[Verse 1]
Ashtrays and cigarettes, last days, indigenous people
These are adventures of young black millionaires

Verse One:
I met this girl, when I was ten years old
And what I loved most she had so much soul
She was old school, when I was just a shorty
Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me
ont he regular, not a church girl she was secular
Not about the money, no studs was mic checkin her
But I respected her, she hit me in the heart

Once the love was strong
Now it's long, long gone
Cause the pain, pain now as a storm
I would make, growing old
Cause I want you, cause I want you
I want you, I want you

I've been thinking bout, I've been thinking bout

I breathe deep
Like an old man in a deep sleep
Or an Indian peace pipe
Identity be
The beginning, the end, the first, the last
Breathe into infinity
A verse that lasts
Got a chick in the south that be cursin' fast

Night blows, stoves don't work, hoes at work
A warrior, so I wear 'em on my shirt
Wish I was free as Che was, I spend a day buzzed
Tripping on heights, wishing for Nikes in different flavors
The age of Kane and Big Daddy, short-body Caddys
Uncles named Larry, that really never grabbed me
My mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see
It's a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me
How beautiful love can be

Baby, you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
No one can always be an angel
When everything goes wrong you see some bad
Well I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Yeah, uh (misunderstood)
We do this, for the people that walk that path

Yeah, yeah, bring it on
Uh huh, with the ya ya, yeah
Just sitting around kicking it a little bit
I thought we would record something tonight
And I do want to dedicate it to two very outstanding people
I live the spirit of
Gentlemen Crispus Attucks and Mr. Marcus Garvey
Thank you so much

A nigga told me he only rhyme for 19-year-olds
Nigga, you should rhyme wherever the spirit goes
Here it goes, lyrical miracles
These are pyramids from the imperial
In theory, though, low end scenario
It's sound boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
For ethereal heights, I write like Pritchard

Produced by No I.D.

Sample appears at:
Eleanore Mills - "Telegram"

[Hook]
Rewind that one time please (x2)

Behind my eyes, I reach for skies that tell no lies
The earth, it cries for change that can't be televised
We polarized and synthesized by stimuli
My heart is why the parts all died, I can't deny
I realize your eternal eyes see through my disguise
These falls, what do they symbolize?
I know that you made me to rise
I need pain to feel alive when racism still alive

You know they be asking ’bout Common, where he at?
I’m doing what I do, hip hop, thats what I do
Yeah

How can I say this, fuck it I’m the greatest
I am the A-list for all these great debaters
A lot of ya’ll nah nah, forgot na, who I am
The ’87 nigga used to rah rah in the jam

[Common]
She walk into the court her knees buckle
Saying for a man to survive he needn't hustle
Seen and been through struggle her whole life
Made a transition from being his ho to his wife
Stifling, the night upend the ATF bust in
Her daddy was a hustla so she love them
Looked at the jury how can they judge him, she screamed

The revolution will not be televised
The revolution is here
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see clear
It's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'all
Yeah, check it, yo

The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels

(feat. Kanye West, The Last Poets)

[Verse 1: Common]
Memories on corners with the fours & the moors [pronounced foes and moes]
Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to
Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose
To cope with they lows the wind is cold & it blows
In they socks & they souls holding they rolls

(feat. Kanye West)

[Dave Chappelle]
Tonight's musical guest
Two of Chicago's Finest emcees!
Give it up for Common and Kanye West!

"It's Common Sense!"

(feat. Kanye West)

[Chorus - Samples]
"It's only right that I address this..."
"Gotta be in it to win it..."
"I never come lame type killin in the game..."
"Now... get busy..."
"It's only right that I address this..."

Yeah..
Doo-doo-doo, mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm..
Doo-doo-d-doo, diggy-doo YO..

I never knew a luh, luh-luh, a love like this
Gotta be somethin for me to write this
Queen, I ain't seen you in a minute
Wrote this letter, and finally decide to send it

feat. Dwele
Louder, louder, louder, louder, louder, louder
louder, louder, Yeah
(Repeat)

Yeah, it's for the People

[Verse 1]

[Immens] Yo man.. I'm hungry man
[Common] Ay whatchu want man? You want some breakfast or somethin?
[Immens] I want a lil lil somethin.. yeah yea milk and cereal or somethin
Somethin man! Just a little breakfast food, y'know?
[Common] Mmm I don't know man (ay) let's see what I got in my cabinet
[Immens] Hold on, let me see what I got in my cabinet
Somebody hit me with a little, baseline or groove, knahmsayin?
Yeah, breakfast food, UHH!

[Pharrell speaking]
(Uh, uh)
Ay, yo
(Uh, uh)
All they wanna do is dance

That's all they wanna do
(Uh, uh)