[Common] Yeah, one two.. Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee? Where ya at? (Yeah!) (Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that shit) what? (You say you got
to be dissin it's a, Rainbow Coalition I'm kissin ass, goodbye, rockaby, here's your lullaby like Georgie Puddin Pie but baby baby don't, cry Feed em I heat
check it It's like c'mon y'all get live get down Common Sense is in your town I said c'mon y'all get live get down Common sense is in your town Verse
a bonus for your bitch that run up on us It's the Thelonious, super microphonist Uhh, no time to sleep 'cause if you sleep you don't eat Gotta hold heat
I'm bringing out the worst in you It was never my intention to That was just unfair to do Salt in my wounds Getting burned up with the negative heat
grace, how sweet the sound Savin' slaves, another body found Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep We make heat instead of peace Struggle to heat
you come my way Come my way See the day, oh no [Common] We let the rhythm go Common Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em Common Sense will spin 'em check
I don't like a nigga, I don't even be bothered I spit, I'm just a crooked nigga goin' legit You hold your nine if you holdin' a brick Common sense, Fed
hustle I'm a product of environment The game done changed So I've been forced into retirement But I make moves and I paid dues And I got common sense
nigga deep And block creep And witness murder, baby, kill a seed Once it'll make you vomit Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common
drama I bucks givin a fuck and high off marihuana Sendin your body through some muthafuckin trauma I can dump the damn body you can scream for mama Common sense
't fix Cause I can do it - in the mix Nowadays We be's the g's that's deadly Bustin' raps, shootin' craps, gots the straps on ready Common sense'll tell
but no one cares that a record sounds better cause you just can't buy them so it just doesn't matter at all and that's common sense
lot of faking going down The smoke that clouded your eyes Was a daily event And those weren't ghosts, they were only men Just the beauty that you sensed
hither stare That strips my conscience bare, it's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it, the heat is too intense for it What good would common sense
the fmale is dead and gone youll see something in this pictures all wrong [Bridge] [Chorus] She should be my perfect ten And override my common sense
billionaire In war clothes blastin' as I blast led through Your Versace wardrobe What, motherfuckers Slammin MC's on cement, ugh Common Sense, Common's tellin ya Picture a king with heater
envy, smoke and blow out their blunts Sipping Henney, drunk nights and hot days Cocking my heat, shootin' it sideways A wife on the run, full of common
