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Song: | Common Sense - Resurrection |
Album: | Resurrection | Genres: | t00 |
Year: | 1994 |
Length: | 227 sec |
Lyricist: Common Sense
Lyrics:
verse One: I Stagger In The Gathering Possessed By A Patter In That Be Scatterin Over The Globe Will My Vocals Be Travellin Unravellin My Abdomen It&ampapos;s Slime That&ampapos;s Babblin Grammatics That Are Masculine I Grab Them In Verbally Badgerin Broads I Wish That Madelline Was Back On Video Lp I Went Against All Odds And Got A Even Steven Proceed To Read And Not Believin Everything I&ampapos;m Readin But My Brain Was Bleedin, Needin Feedin, And Exercise I Didn&ampapos;t Seek The Best Of Buys, It&ampapos;s A Lie To Textualize I Analyze Where I Rest My Eyes And Chastise The Best Of Guys With Punchlines I&ampapos;m Nestle When It&ampapos;s Crunch-Time For Your Mind Like One Time If Poetry Was Pussy I&ampapos;d Be Sunshine Cause I Deliver Like The Sun-Times Confined In Once-Mines On Dumb Rhymes I Combine I&ampapos;m Hype Like I&ampapos;m Unsigned, My Diet I Unswine Eatin Beef Sometimes I Try To Cut Back On That Shit This Rap Shit Is Truly Outta Control My Style Is Too Developed To Be Arrested It&ampapos;s The Freestyle, So Now It&ampapos;s Out On Parole They Tried To Hold My Soul In A Holding Cell So I Would Sell I Bonded With A Break And Had Enough To Make Bail A Misdemeanor Fell On His Knee For The Jury I Asked No For His Id And The Judge Thought There Was Two Of Me Motion For A Recess To Retest My Fingerprints They Relinquished Since, Cause I Was Guilty In A Sense Verse Two: I Ride The Rhythm Like A Schwinn Bike When In Dim Light I Use Insight To Enlight Devices Hit The Skin Tight Words Of Wisdom Wail From My Windpipe Imaginations In Flight I Send Light, Like Ben&ampapos;s Kite I&ampapos;ve Been Bright Get Open Like On Gym Nights And In Fights I Send Rights Don&ampapos;t Hook With Skins My Friends Like I Spend Nights Up In Dykes In Spite I&ampapos;ve Been Indicted As A Freak Of All Trades I Got It Made I Bathe In Basslines, Rinse In Riffs, Dry In Drums Come From A Tribe Of Bums Hooked On Negro And Mums Had To Halt With The, Malt Liquor Cause Off The Malt Liquor I Fought Niggaz Now My Speech Is Lost Quicker Cruisin Southside Streets With No Heat And No Sticker U Ak Got My Back And We Don&ampapos;t Get No Thicker U Ak Got My Back And We Don&ampapos;t Get No Thicker U Ak Got My Back And We Don&ampapos;t Now Check It I&ampapos;m A Hoe But Not A Hoe Nigga, Ain&ampapos;t Scared Of No Nigga But It&ampapos;s My Turn To Go I Gotta Go And I&ampapos;m Gone With The Storm