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• Artiste: Sway & King Tech
• Titre: Common
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(feat. Common) [Common] Yeah, I act like heroin, I prepare lines For those who never knew about the flow up on this Common Sense, evolution right up on the mix The revolution will not be televised This is what I do, I tell the guys I never tell no lies, I'm the truth Sittin' across the table from corporate lies I said that in the sixth sense Yo I go on and on like a run-on sentence Common Sense is searchin' for repentance From a lot of wach brothers It's like this, I used to love her I remember the brother who had his mother on the record cover The last album, one day it made sense Common Sense is comin' like ths for the present What can I do when I see these pretty ladies If I see one good enough Im stab like Jay-Z Ah man I gotta chill with that That ain't what went down, Common Sense sense sounds around Come on now gotta chill You can't tell that I'm down with K-Mell Or flip it, you know how we gel Common leader, check it out Common Sense will feed ya A little bit of rhymes, people know the times I'm rhymin' great, my album's comin' on the 28th of March Y'all, it's like that baby what [Talking] Yeah, he's still in there, he's still in there I wanna hear something written OK, OK, OK check it [Common] Women cry, children laugh, men dance I refuse to lose self tryin' to win fans over Weight on my should fluctuates like Oprah My refridgerator poetry magnetic like Ultra You couldn't hang if you was a poster [Talking] Yeah, yeah, yeah Alright, what's next on the mic [Common] Yo bust it, Denzi, Benz jeep, ten freaks behind em' M P's and rhymin' M 3's and dimin' Empty ya nine if you attempting to rob them stars While they getin' money from Mr. Long Island Give me that paper dog, I gotta have it Might lift a pocket so money is automatic We the fourth of carats And you still lookin' sort of savage It's a whole lot of money out there you aught to grab it Alright, rippin' on the mic All night put my nigga Sway on the mic