featuring Common Sense



(Saukrates) [Common]

Word up Saukrates in the house [yeah yeah]

‘bout to turn it all out again

y'all niggas check my shit out



check me out



Verse 1:

Amazed dudes to wack crews

Lay it down

Kids could never walk a mile in my shoes

Shorties clockin' me

Always be coming in the two

From the north

I'm bringing you tracks and good news

My debut was real to blind industry minds

Who never had the time

Now kids press rewind to the top

But legally I gotta show love

Call me A, B and C, the answers D

All of the above

I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper

Real for stacks, leaving kids no headroom like Max

Try to react, but you were never clam

And never could kick a verse

When worse come to worse I'm better

Shine like genuine rhine, black patented leather

On half naked honeys who forgot about the weather

Fuck an exhibition, and warm up scrimmage

Shoot more words that Macho Man shooting gism in the city



CHORUS:

[Play dis], (play dis)

[Play dis], (play dis)

[Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis)



[Play dis], (play dis)

[Play dis], (play dis)

[Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis)



Verse 2: [Common Sense]

Stimulated by a tree and drama

I advanced on a branch of respect and honor

A patient of the Ill state

Sittin' in trauma, never been one to side with hama

For Armageddon, I'm getting armed plus armor

The comma of matter on the rise like a tip

In the southside cider

Your preference to the book that likes to pack humid

To it I react by staying strapped with the mack and courage

Parallel to a carrousel of murders

I prefer to make a life than take a life

Stopped at a street called Wise and made a right

Sort of how I play my broads, just how I play the mic

First I cuff it, then finger fuck it

Check it something rugged, other niggas be reluctant

To touch it after me

Passively they strike, never matching me

Rapidly, don't placidly

I fabricate the verbal tapestry

Tap the key of you conscious

Navigate you like Farrhakan with accomplice



CHORUS



Verse 3: (Saukrates)

Kids setting their watches 5 minutes fast to stay on top of time

But I'm already 10 minutes away

Play what you want to play, he say she say

But Saukrates got the buttas in T dot O dot today



[Common]

Slowly but surely I pour the lyric into the glass of your mind

My rhyming will be the diamond that will cut through

Lines say but you to do, you don't know what to

Got wisdom like a tooth

Incidentally I get buck too

Didn't get my jest, so I just had to do it

My mic or your mic, come on no congruent

Seen broads in brew to me, be jubilee

On my neck be hot jewelry

My old man be schooling me

For sho' I rock good, cats claim this hood and that hood

Black man, your hood is the universe

On this Earth, you were first through the worse

My crew could hearse

Used to go up stairs and went through the purse

I don't cures around juniors

Spread live like rumors

Niggas loved my tape, but how many were consumers?



(Saukrates)

Shout out to honeys working them hourgalss hips

Stay soprano, reading surano

Dramatic… episodes, yo Common

Let me play with niggas brains like clay kits

When I rock stage hits

Skip the rumors and lies

So you're under the stirs

When I drop my hip-hop, you'll be some Maytag repairmen

And flip flop the fake, who thought the scared

And half-assed niggas sending you back to drawing boards

To deliver the real shit, al least we'll spit on you mice

I'm versatile like a plate of read grits



CHORUS 2X



[Common] – talking behind chorus

This is how we bust that shit out

Yeah, yeah

Father time, check it out

We the fathers, y'all know what time it is

You better watch the clock, use your mind

Check it out, yes two brothers need to rhyme



Verse 4:

Never eat swine, we don't need it on our pizza

Just cheese, checkered MCs

They better freeze

Check it our, they bumble like bees

No I ain't a killer

I'm the nigga that don't drink Miller

I like Heineken, it's sort of like my vitamin

I gotta rhyme, because I got a big mouth

Where I come from, what, what

I side with the Southside

Niggas outside with they half (lap?) tops

I'm telling you, check it out

I rock the black block

I rock the black blocks all over

Call over on some ill shit, yeah

My niggas Sauk come to do it

Yo we got to get into it

Check it out, this is how I blew it

Right here, now yeah, yeah



(Peace out, T dot, O dot)

[It's that ol' adlib shit]



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