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"i love the way I am and nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
(repeat 2x, then 2x with 'common' at the end of line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm, I'm
Huh! me again
Is it me looking for? (yup)
For the beat, sweetly oblique
I'm fresh, I clean, but I can't whistle
at whistling* psss, I'm only buggin
While no dug in the crates, I dug in my
And picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't any time
To waste, I'm hip... don't trip
To an easy travel now we fly for free
I can be fly for free, you want some to read
Then buy me
I got the flame like u-i-c but I be,
Some of the illest chillest cats you may see
In your if you get one
Rappers are like jobs to me (why? ) they get done
it comes I'm as able as cain to get raw
That's why the mix me, I'm gonna bust dickses
Not da bomb so save all your
I'm good to go and I'm rets
Rhymes I wrecks affects the
Down to the preps in the polos, the with pros
Hoes who wheeze, the to the dreaded
To folks with butters, high rollers and
Players with plat studs with stocking caps I be rocking
Til I
Niggaz play my tape about as much as they do
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi c, I'm free at
I'ma free man, as the world be
And like an bird, I'm special
But you that special, as that investor
So to myself I say
I'm glad you had the patience, you better the patience
Cause
"i love the way I am and can't out here change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
Whassup rony I'm that boney homey
From (common) you know me!
Off the gp see me on the tv
take it ez, and they was like "he ain't hardcore!"
But hardcore is far more than bats and
It stems back to the roots of being
It's get me me, you just get you you
What I look like, talkin some shit I ain't do?
I ain't shoot nobody I shank nobody
I kill nobody, it wasn't us it was them!
The warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't have to no gun
It takes one to know one, and no one can me
How to be, i'ma be me, aight?
Cause I'm a man, now it
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
*singing* sometimes, sometimes, I get a feeling!
When I'm chillin at the flat, lookin at the
can I come off of it, I'm off a bit
On the mic I be talkin
But some say my don't make no sense
I'm to make the dollars, my momma told me
To go to school and be a scholar, but school for me
So don't even go there, I'm out of nowhere, to go where
Probably in about seven years, I have no hair
But not only am I the club president, I'm also a client
I come off like a toupee, I still have to pay 2pc
A raider that never lost the ark/arc, on the
But now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy adefo to be a chef
But he went south, and fell in love call me love
Cause love is gonna getcha getcha
I'm like b.j. my arm is strong and I ya
Styles east to west, all across the country
I'm like that big fat one niggaz when bumpin
I probably would get bumped if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, me the gangsta of love!!!
I love good music, I my momma
I love myself, I you, and you love me
And -- I'm out
(krs plays in background)
Yo I wanna say peace to my moms, my
Lil chandra, and john, yo in peace to my aunt stella
My sides moms, ron's moms, dawn's moms, moms
Who are these people be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4x)
(krs sample is cut and to end)