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Common - Sum Shit I Wrote - текст песни, видео

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Marks I erase like racism, I'm as large as a bigot 
Groove is my escapism, when I'm bubbly I just kick it 
What I need from you is understanding that I'm standing 
On my own two, down with my own crew 
Toe cancer, I'm bad to the bone too, I'm prone to snap off 
When I'm off that Cognac I can't hold back like a massouse 
I get loose like a screw turned from left right to tight 
When it's time for some action I get Red's "Tonight's Da Night" 
An eye for an eye, a life for his wife 
Dissected I'm on some hi-tech shit computers want to bite 
Your style is Pascal, mine is Basic and just instinct 
I'm with the fam and ran scams, me and Murray got up on big links 
And if knowledge is the key, goddammit I'm the locksmith 
Started a missionary way on my life, the mic I rust like bostage 
I switch styles like a channel with controls that are remote 
Engage in a page, and with words I elope 
Walking down the aisles with styles I freak the viles 
Anti-Nazi when I rocks like a Z-28 
At any rate, brothers gain interest because I loaned them microphones 
They couldn't house the shit so they had to rent to own 
It's like that, coming from the go rapper 
I wanna bone Jada Pinkett and that hoe Patra 
So keep on, and you don't, now come on 
Ah keep on, and you don't 

Sometime when I'm alone in my room I stare at the wall 
And in the back of my mind I hear a wack-ass rhyme 
And I catch Alz-rhymers, then forget it, I get charged 
Like a nigga in position with the stolen card the credit 
Fuck flipping the script, the rap scene I'm trying to edit 
My mellows call me "Never", they be like "Never's going to get it" 
Never's too much, I'm much too, I do justice to poetics 
That's why cats be like "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!" 
Other studs come through to see what I am up to 
They be on the dick of crew that be giving us sweet and buying us fruit 
Like Kareem I got the hook up, brothers look out because they look 
Rest in peace to ?Heavena?, washing tons of rappers like Booker 
Tee told me "You gotta get out of the crib, get into the world" 
How you going to come off with the style that's thourough? 
It's like that, keep on, ha ha 
It's like that, keep on 

My foundation is in black block of niggas that rock they hat cock 
I'm real like a fight with my rap, rappers I slapbox 
Back I got my rap, now get your glock out the black face 
Got tall flavor with fat taste, the rat race is a rat race 
Just cause you got Adidas with the fat laces and the fro don't make you hip-hop 
You sorry excuse for funk rap 
Why is there so many cranks trying to rhyme, yo funk that 
The real shit's starting to come back 
The Go is where I'm from and where I'm at, jack 
I started eating cat when I was 10 
Before dinner I was getting big dog like Glen Robinson 
I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind 
But comes a time when you gotta get off of that booty 
The facts of life I didn't learn from watching Tootie 
But living in the big city but I still like Tootie cause she got big titties 
My style is steep, I write rhymes on the incline 
Splat guts plus fat nuts and lay up like a crib line 
I'm slamming, jamming on the one 
I'm a bad man, you're just a good son, come on
Добавлено: 12.06.2012
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