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Common - Resurrection - текст песни, видео

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Common - Resurrection - текст песни, видео

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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 with punchlines 
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 jury 
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 freak of all trades 
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
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