Lirik Lagu Common Freestyle - Tony Touch
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featuring Common
*send corrections directly to typist*
[Common]Yeah this is the truthCommon Sense wit Tony TouchIt's the type of music we beFrom Chicago to New YorkI ain't move I'm just movin crowds babyYo yo check itSupreme life I seen light at the end of the pathBeginning wit math stumbled found a gym in a halfCognac pimps Hennessey's resemble my dadWent to, the School of Hard Knocks, it's hard to remember the staff>From the land of shit-talkPoint stars and pitch forks, this ain't a game, only a bitch barksThe streets is stayin hard, peoples tryin to out-think GodTradin crack for link cardsHeavy, so I sleep hard and breathe eye accountsIn this paper marathon, meditatin to tapes of FarrakhanAnd Seravon, sharin songs wit broads, I know they need itIt's like I'm Eldrige Cleaver wit my mind set on cleavageReachin for the heavens since the bliss fell from the elevated, I speakWit Technics like a 1200Black males wanted, the sign of the timesRead: one for project prisons wanted deadI sped to the light, my realness bled through the micLike Marvin, I'm willing to save the children givin lead to the nightIt was written but untoldSome hold the scroll in the hearts, the truth is told in the artsLike old school to park, my thoughts connectNo longer is it impeach the president or break to mic checkI circumcised the clouds, wit thoughts that raise your third eyebrowCuz the sun is my child, bloawYeah it's Com Sense, Tony TouchPeace to my god NO ID, yeah Y-Not, Dug Infinite, Sean LettWe just bringin it to y'all Chicago style to New YorkAnd we travellin all over the world, peace
*send corrections directly to typist*
[Common]Yeah this is the truthCommon Sense wit Tony TouchIt's the type of music we beFrom Chicago to New YorkI ain't move I'm just movin crowds babyYo yo check itSupreme life I seen light at the end of the pathBeginning wit math stumbled found a gym in a halfCognac pimps Hennessey's resemble my dadWent to, the School of Hard Knocks, it's hard to remember the staff>From the land of shit-talkPoint stars and pitch forks, this ain't a game, only a bitch barksThe streets is stayin hard, peoples tryin to out-think GodTradin crack for link cardsHeavy, so I sleep hard and breathe eye accountsIn this paper marathon, meditatin to tapes of FarrakhanAnd Seravon, sharin songs wit broads, I know they need itIt's like I'm Eldrige Cleaver wit my mind set on cleavageReachin for the heavens since the bliss fell from the elevated, I speakWit Technics like a 1200Black males wanted, the sign of the timesRead: one for project prisons wanted deadI sped to the light, my realness bled through the micLike Marvin, I'm willing to save the children givin lead to the nightIt was written but untoldSome hold the scroll in the hearts, the truth is told in the artsLike old school to park, my thoughts connectNo longer is it impeach the president or break to mic checkI circumcised the clouds, wit thoughts that raise your third eyebrowCuz the sun is my child, bloawYeah it's Com Sense, Tony TouchPeace to my god NO ID, yeah Y-Not, Dug Infinite, Sean LettWe just bringin it to y'all Chicago style to New YorkAnd we travellin all over the world, peace
