Lirik Lagu The 6th Sense - Common
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The revolution will not be televisedThe revolution is hereYeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ PremierWe gonna help y'all see clearIt's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'allYeah, check it, yo
The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levelsIt's unseen or heard, a king with wordsCan't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams deferredDark spots in my mind where the scene occuredSome say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to sleepThrough me, Muhammed will forever speakGreet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapesWhere a man is determined by how much a man makeCop Cognacs and spit old raps with young catsWith cigarettes in their ear, nigga-rich they appearUnder the Fubu is a guru, that's untappedWant to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lapRan so far from the streets that you can't come backYou tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that
Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier with variations):
"This is rap for real, something you feel""And you know, yes you know""Rap for the black people""Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"
In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order friesInspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyesI'm the truth, across the table from corporate liesI'm on the live by the realness, I bring to itIf revolution had a movie I'd be theme musicMy music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to itMy life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through itThrough my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to itI'd be lying if I said I didn't want millionsMore than money saved, I wanna save childrenDealing with alcoholism and afrocentricityA complex man drawn off of simplicityReality is frisking meThis industry will make you lose intensityThe Common Sense in me remembers the basementI'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit
Chorus
Somedays I take the L to gel with the real worldGot on at 87th, stopped by thi
The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levelsIt's unseen or heard, a king with wordsCan't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams deferredDark spots in my mind where the scene occuredSome say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to sleepThrough me, Muhammed will forever speakGreet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapesWhere a man is determined by how much a man makeCop Cognacs and spit old raps with young catsWith cigarettes in their ear, nigga-rich they appearUnder the Fubu is a guru, that's untappedWant to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lapRan so far from the streets that you can't come backYou tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that
Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier with variations):
"This is rap for real, something you feel""And you know, yes you know""Rap for the black people""Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"
In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order friesInspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyesI'm the truth, across the table from corporate liesI'm on the live by the realness, I bring to itIf revolution had a movie I'd be theme musicMy music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to itMy life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through itThrough my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to itI'd be lying if I said I didn't want millionsMore than money saved, I wanna save childrenDealing with alcoholism and afrocentricityA complex man drawn off of simplicityReality is frisking meThis industry will make you lose intensityThe Common Sense in me remembers the basementI'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit
Chorus
Somedays I take the L to gel with the real worldGot on at 87th, stopped by thi
