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Artiste:
D Smoke
Titre:
Common Sense
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Uh, hate ain't worth a dollar, and a lie ain't worth a cent, so Who you workin' for, who you represent? Hate ain't worth a dollar, and a lie ain't worth a cent, so Who you workin' for, who you represent? What if what you believe don't agree what you perceive on a beach With bikinis, butt shots and lust Havin' trust is a reach like Abdul Kareem Life on your heels, a pair of Louboutins Louboutins make good fuel for things Project livin' good, main assistance Knife on your [?] don't cut through the cheese Made the blazetrails and cut through the leaves Stuck to my dream, like, fuck you beneath Missionnary, it's a scary leap Prison carry many burried seeds Mother Mary, son donе made a visionnary Had to kick her belly, see fit Past is black and out of stylе 'Cause bound to style, could put through the bond family tree, preach I keep some weed for all my visitors I keep some drank too, too They roll that leaf and slur their sentences That shit be dank too But what's the price we pay for common sense? What's the price we pay for common sense Or that grain we go against? What's the price we pay for common sense? What's the price we pay for common sense? Incoming That's why I don't fuck with [?] Swear all I need is me, some tree, and you know A little bit to sip on And I know, a small dose is a poison But I swear if I listened to people, I wouldn't have peace These niggas sound like the feds Stil there's a price on my head, for playing my position Half of my heart been mislead, the other part get depression But I halfway listen Do-re-mi, faithfully But lately I hate to see the patience it be takin' me to sit still Would it kill me if I was [?] Apologize, spoke too soon That rose aimin' at an open wound That rose aimin' at an open wound The [?] and the [?] I still got weed for all my visitors I keep some drank too, too They roll that leaf and slur their sentences That shit be dank too But what's the price we pay for common sense? What's the price we pay for common sense Or that grain we go against? What's the price we pay for common sense? What's the price we pay for common sense? Incoming? Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) It seem like The more sane I try to be, the more insane I feel, but The more I embrace how different I am The more everything makes sense