it We can go, toe to toe with the blows to the (Not) Not the of Doom, so make room For the Caravan (Who you with?) The B-Boys, Immenslope, Twilit Tone, and then some I don't get rid of faces
While marks be lookin' hard and be beggin' bases They have too many and now they got courage Sorta like Goldilocks tryin' to Pop's porridge But I got the story Plus the name, I got rep, dare sleep Slept and got, An AC, DC spider 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 of blows Uppercuts jabs hits and hey 'Cuz I'm weird, they call me Lemonhead, but I'm a And I break a Bean, but I'm not Boston I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve
keep the camera movin', I'm kinda fast I'm a town called, "Fresh off a niggaz ass" And I'm about to go on like Stephanie You must be poppin' pills, 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 of me is a dead man G (Baw) We hit 'em
Kick it, a duck to buck, but the vic got vicked So I picked him, he's another victim of a He did a dance Ali (Say what?) But he floated like a water fly and 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 homes And if a player try to press me, I break the zone to stage a, ooh shit, up in the sky You better out, I'm tellin' you why Common Sense is breaking, down, ah, follow me now Yo, Common Sense is breaking, marks Uhh, it, check it, check it I huff and I puff and I (What?)
The motherfuckin' house down, I guess you know skillet, where ya been? Are you the boy in the plastic Ooh, you in A tisket, a tasket, you're get your ass kicked You better what's in my jacket, fuck the basket Oh, goddamn child, I mean drastic You end up on a stretched 'cuz I you like Plastikman
Fuck me (You end up the in the casket) You flow ass pussy nigga, sucker duck (Yo Common, calm down, you got's to down) This Grape tried to step to me his arms down Lesson number one, when you're ready to Never step up talkin', that's like tryin' to pitch, but you're And steal first, hide the base, but you base
You can me Pencil Petey 'cuz the marks I erase In of emergency, it's urgent see, that you see a doctor You to Gamble, but I'm the Proctor I knock that ass bringin' it down and then Tried to me with a skit, but now you got a gash You character, for ya inherit a, neck Makin' ya thousand deaths times than a Screwface But they me Screwneck and I do wreck shit So next he push up in the jam, boy, you better exit
Late Show in the U A C in the 7-D in the R T A in the True in the house 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 Super Brothers like Here the Common, sucker (What we do?) Mission upon the loves, kisses and hugs But then we to a scrub that tried to bug He's out to get some what they em stunts because we bunt (What?)
But I bug, I just slide her and hit her Some be rumpy with the chat, chat chitter Yo, we did her but I betcha know I'm 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 is well done, not medium rare It's rare to see an enemy within True indeed a lot of shit, is he say, she say Me say, warriors come out and And tear shit up and leave it like the day after And after we go and you hit the ground you know I'm down with the "Blows to the temple"