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We can go, toe to toe the blows to the temple
(Not)
Not the Temple of Doom, so room
For the Unamerican
(Who you with?)
The B-Boys, Immenslope, Twilit Tone, and then some
I get rid of some faces

marks be lookin' hard and they be beggin' bases
They have too many cases and now they got
Sorta like Goldilocks tryin' to take porridge
But I got the story
Plus the name, I got rep, don't sleep
Slept and got,
An AC, DC went up the wall we mount
Now down the Common, the Common Sense

And now the out
(Boom)
A blackout, failure
I ain't the Burger King, but I got a whale of
Uppercuts jabs and hey niggaz
'Cuz I'm weird, they me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker
And I a Bean, but I'm not from Boston
I'm stronger, and faster, Steve Austin

Common'll keep the movin', I'm kinda fast
I'm from a town called, "Fresh off a ass"
And I'm about to go on Stephanie Mills
You must be pills, tryin' to step to me
'Cuz to the of me, we got the U A C
(Whattup)

And comin' up to the of me, we got the U A C
(Come on)
And in of me, yo we got the U A C
And in front of me is a man G
(Baw)
We hit 'em

Kick it, a duck to buck, but the vic got vicked
So I him, he's another victim of a circumstance
He did a dance Ali
(Say what?)
But he floated like a fly and stung like a C
Ya see, I ain't out here, tryin' to be a
Nor am I pretendin' to be a two-shoes
(Word is bond)

That I got big balls
And if a player try to press me, I break the zone
Here to a, ooh shit, up in the sky
You better watch out, I'm you why
Common Sense is breaking, marks down, ah, me now
Yo, Common Sense is breaking, down
Uhh, it, check it, check it
I huff and I puff and I
(What?)

The motherfuckin' house down, I guess you know
Home skillet, where ya
Are you the boy in the bubble?
Ooh, you in
A tisket, a tasket, you're gonna get your ass
You better know in my jacket, fuck the basket
Oh, goddamn child, I it's drastic
You end up on a stretched 'cuz I stretch you like

Fuck me
(You end up the in the casket)
You flow ass nigga, sucker duck bastard
(Yo Common, calm down, you got's to down)
This Grape tried to to me with his arms down
Lesson number one, you're ready to throw
Never step up talkin', that's like tryin' to pitch, but balkin'
And I'ma steal first, hide the base, but you

You can call me Pencil Petey the marks I erase
In case of emergency, it's urgent see, you see a doctor
You tried to Gamble, but I'm the
I knock that ass bringin' it down and then
to play me with a skit, but now you got a gash
You character, for ya a, neck brace
Makin' ya thousand deaths times worser a Screwface
But they me Screwneck and I do wreck shit
So time he push up in the jam, boy, you better exit

Show in the house
U A C in the
7-D in the
R T A in the
True B-Boys in the
Dem Dere in the house
And we gonna blow the house down
Check it, hit 'em a

Blood clot boy, you get tryin' to fuck with the
Mario, Super Brothers like Mario
the Common, sucker clucks
(What we do?)
Mission upon the loves, kisses and hugs
But we runnin' to a scrub that tried to bug
He's out to get some what call em stunts because we bunt
(What?)

But I don't bug, I just her and hit her
Some be chump with the chat, chat chitter
Yo, we did her but I betcha I'm better on it
Now you got a 100 percent beef, it's just a
(Uh, uh, ahh)
Too to try to be down
Brother your best bet, is to cover eyes, like Dee Brown
('Cuz a bum, bum, bum, bum-rush)

And if I ask who shit, the Caravan gotta bus, sing it
(On defense)
But our bumrush is done, not medium rare
rare to see an enemy within play
True a lot of shit, is over he say, she say
Me say, warriors come out and
And I'ma tear shit up and it like the day after
And after we go and you hit the ground
Then you know I'm down the "Blows to the temple"