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"I love the way I am and can't nobody out 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! It's me
Is it me looking for? (Yup)
For the perfect beat oblique
I'm fresh I clean but I can't whistle
*attempt at whistling* Psss I'm buggin
No dug in the crates I dug in my nose
and a rhyme any rhyme I don't have any time
to waste, I'm hip... don't even
to an easy agent now we fly for free
I can be fly for free, you want some to read
buy from me
I got the flame like but I be, U-A-C
of the realest illest chillest cats you may see
in your if you get one
Rappers are like jobs to me (why?) because they get
Here it I'm as Able as Cain to get raw
why the DJ's mix me, I'm gonna bust dickses
not da bomb so save all threats
I'm to go and also I'm Rets
Rhymes I wrecks the roughnecks
down to the preps in the Polos, the studs pros
who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
To folks with butters, high rollers and
Players plat studs with stocking caps I be rocking raps
til I
Niggaz play my about as much as they do craps
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi C, I'm free at
I'ma free man, free as the be
and an early bird, I'm special
But you ain't that special, as that
So to I say congratulations
I'm glad you had the patience, you better have the
thisisme
"I love the way I am and nobody out here change me" --> KRS-One
Common!
(repeat 3X)
Whassup Scony Rony I'm boney homey
Stoney (Common) you know me!
Off the GP see me on the TV
Talkin Take It EZ, and was like "He ain't hardcore!"
But hardcore is far more than bats and
It stems to the roots of being true
It's gonna get me Me, you get you You
What I look like, talkin some shit I ain't do?
I ain't nobody I ain't shank nobody
I ain't kill nobody, it 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 the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> KRS-One
Common!
(repeat 3X)
Sometimes, sometimes, I get a good feeling!
When I'm chillin at the flat, at the wall
can I come off of it, I'm off a bit
on the mic I be talkin
But some say my talk don't make no
I'm tryin to 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 comin out of nowhere, to go
probably in about seven years, I have no hair
But not only am I the Hair President, I'm also a client
I off like a toupee, I still have to pay 2Pc Dark
A Raider that never the Ark/arc, on the shot
but now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy wanted to be a chef
But he went down South, and fell in love me love
love is gonna getcha I'ma 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 catch when
I probably would get bumped if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, call me the of love!!!
I love good music, I love my
I myself, I love you, and you love me
And -- I'm out
(KRS plays in background)
Yo I wanna say to my moms, my grandmomma
Lil Chandra, and John, yo rest in to my Aunt Stella
My sides moms, Ron's moms, Dawn's moms, Corey's
Who are These people be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4X)
(KRS sample is cut and to end)