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Common Streets
It's all the
same, Regardless of your record and your name Rappers walking in the
rain, tryna state there claim I
can take the
weight they just.... Take the
back pain There's much to gained with the
money and fame (It's like that) I
feel the
power when I
hear it in the
streets (It's like that) It used to be about the
lyrics and beats (Behind that) From tomorrow until commercialism And now it's built as a
prison For us to walk common streets Now if flesh is weak My passion is my shield And my strength is my speech In which I'll make men yield Cuz in the
field of expertise Man you rappers flex with ease Using hip-hop as gimmicks in which to gain sex with these... With a
joint or a
bottle... And a
picturing posing crew The
only thing I
ever learned is "I can only trust a
chosen few" I
got respect for my crew And love for my home Never claimed [?] throne from the
use of microphone (Just let me rideeee) Or all you critics claiming minor skies "Better trade in ya faget" As you look into my eyes And my sumizeee'll be the
day that hip-hop dies Or at least until the
day the
mass of boys [?] With every [?] on your faith Companies supporting any and every Breathe or laugh I
take Makes me gag in nauzia It's just the
asthma.... It's choking me, vocally Provoking me to live with frustration with words but locally Cuz globally I'm fucked, if you ever notice me So I
cling to what I
got and rock the
spot with chromozee... Cuz sometimes... The
people just don't wanna let go Now put that mic down before you get crushed like Thredbo But hold it now.... Who said were walking common streets? You just keep rolling them beats hip-hop cost all a [?] Some lost there creativity and our sense of [?] humble, Ali threw in the
gloves so now I'm rumbling in the
jungle Don't you worry cuz them punks will fall off figures Times I
wrote these shackle (dadadada) You lost that love I
feel [?], and crackles And only time he's able to heal the
wounds That was open [?] truth [?] community you food basket Hypocrites, contradicting shit, every bit of it I've heard more to save the
gas [?] illiterate I
just hung my head in my hands and kept, working on the
beats But now were workin for the
lands, maybe one day common streets It's all the
same, Regardless of your record and your name Rappers walking in the
rain, Tryna state there claim I
can take the
weight they just.... Hate the
back pain There's much to gained with the
money and fame (It's like that) I
feel the
power when I
hear it in the
streets (It's like that) It used to be about the
lyrics and beats (Behind that) From tomorrow until commercialism And now this spirits a
prison For us to walk common streets It's all the
same Common streets Can you feel it? Can you feel the
vibe? Seems I'm in a
dream as I'm walk through the
southside Can you feel it? Can you feel the
vibe? Cuz it looks like we leaving to the
people walking by Can you feel it? Can you feel the
vibe? Cuz it looks like we leaving to the
people walking by
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