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We can go, toe to toe with the to the temple
(Not)
Not the Temple of Doom, so make
For the Caravan
(Who you with?)
The B-Boys, Immenslope, Tone, Derrick and then some
I don't get rid of faces

While marks be hard and they be beggin' bases
They too many cases and now they got courage
Sorta like Goldilocks tryin' to take Pop's
But I got the story
Plus the name, I got rep, don't dare
Slept and got,
An AC, DC spider went up the wall we
Now down the Common, the Common Sense

And now the out
(Boom)
A blackout, power
I ain't the Burger King, but I got a of blows
Uppercuts jabs and hey niggaz
'Cuz I'm weird, call me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker
And I break a Bean, but I'm not Boston
I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve

Common'll the camera movin', I'm kinda fast
I'm a town called, "Fresh off a niggaz ass"
And I'm to go on like Stephanie Mills
You must be pills, tryin' to step to me
to the left 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

it, a duck tried to buck, but the vic got vicked
So I picked him, he's victim of a circumstance
He did a like Ali
(Say what?)
But he floated a water 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)

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

The house down, I guess you didn't know
Home skillet, where ya
Are you the boy in the plastic
Ooh, you in
A tisket, a tasket, gonna get your ass kicked
You know what's in my jacket, fuck the basket
Oh, child, I mean it's drastic
You end up on a stretched I stretch you like Plastikman

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

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

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

Blood clot boy, you get tryin' to fuck with the
Mario, Super Super Brothers like
the Common, sucker clucks
(What we do?)
Mission upon the loves, kisses and hugs
But then we runnin' to a that tried to bug
He's out to get some what they call em 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 beef, it's just a beatdown
(Uh, uh, ahh)
Too to try to be down
Brother your best bet, is to cover your eyes, like Dee
('Cuz a bum, bum, bum, bum-rush)

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