Common Lyrics
Common Lyrics
"Resurrection Lyrics"
The Rain Lyrics
Memory of myself the slave Realize the one who brought the pain Looking back, I feel the need to blame It was then I cried Help me I know you see And I'm all tied up Help me Set me free I've seen the rain And I've felt the pain it brings Remembering
Memory of myself the slave Realize the one who brought the pain Looking back, I feel the need to blame It was then I cried Help me I know you see And I'm all tied up Help me Set me free I've seen the rain And I've felt the pain it brings Remembering
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's slime that'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'm readin
But my brain was bleedin, needin feedin, and exercise
I didn't seek the best of buys, it's a lie to textualize
I analyze where I rest my eyes
And chastise the best of guys
Victory At Stalingrad Lyrics
We trip and we fall, We live and we learn We've come to learn from the mistakes you've made And mistakes we'll make, Every single day, On a regular basis. So why do we keep tripping in your footsteps? Why do we keep living out your regrets? Cause I dont know. And thats
with punchlines We trip and we fall, We live and we learn We've come to learn from the mistakes you've made And mistakes we'll make, Every single day, On a regular basis. So why do we keep tripping in your footsteps? Why do we keep living out your regrets? Cause I dont know. And thats
I'm Nestle when it's Crunch-time
For your mind like one time
If poetry was pussy I'd be sunshine
cause I deliver like the Sun-Times
Confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes I combine
I'm hype like I'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's the freestyle, so now it'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 Woman I Love Lyrics
Well, it feels alright, 'n' ev'rything is really ok Well, it feels alright, 'n' ev'rything is really ok Well, and the love of my baby, whoo, make me feel this way Well, she got great big legs, whoo, and the cutest little feet Yeah, she got great big legs, man, and the cutest little feet<
the jury Well, it feels alright, 'n' ev'rything is really ok Well, it feels alright, 'n' ev'rything is really ok Well, and the love of my baby, whoo, make me feel this way Well, she got great big legs, whoo, and the cutest little feet Yeah, she got great big legs, man, and the cutest little feet<
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's kite I've been bright
Get open like on gym nights
And in fights I send rights
Don't hook with skins my friends like
I spend nights up in dykes
In spite I've been indicted as a fre
The Old Trail Lyrics
(Charles John Quarto, Steve Gillette) There’s a new ridge road That cuts the mountain to the bone. Slices through the woods Like there ain’t nobody home. You can wheel on up the valley view. You’ll never feel the climb. Oh, but I’ll take the old trail every time
ak of all trades (Charles John Quarto, Steve Gillette) There’s a new ridge road That cuts the mountain to the bone. Slices through the woods Like there ain’t nobody home. You can wheel on up the valley view. You’ll never feel the climb. Oh, but I’ll take the old trail every time
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't get no thicker
U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker
U Ak got my back and we don't now check it
I'm a hoe but not a hoe nigga, ain't scared of no nigga
But it's my turn to go I gotta go
And I'm gone with the storm