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"I love the way I am and nobody out here change me" > KRS One
(repeat 2X 2X with 'Common' at the end of each line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm I'm
HUH! me again
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 picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't have any
to waste, I'm hip... don't trip
to an easy travel agent now we fly for
I can be fly for free, you want flyer to read
then buy me
I got the flame like but I be, U-A-C
Some of the realest illest chillest you may see
in life 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 DJ's mix me, I'm gonna dickses
not da so save all your threats
I'm good to go and I'm Rets
Rhymes I wrecks the roughnecks
down to the preps in the Polos, the studs with
who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
To folks with butters, rollers and rollers
Players with plat 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, 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 have the patience
Cause
"I the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> KRS-One
Common!
(repeat 3X)
Whassup Scony Rony I'm boney homey
from Stoney (Common) you 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 bats and gats
It stems to the roots of being true
gonna get me Me, you just get you You
What I look like, talkin about some I ain't do?
I ain't shoot nobody I ain't nobody
I ain't kill nobody, it us it was THEM!
The Warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't to show no gun
It takes one to know one, and no one can me
how to be, cause be me, aight?
I'm a man, now check it
"I love the way I am and can't 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
Wondering can I off of it, I'm off a bit
on the mic I be shit
But some say my talk don't no Sense
I'm to make the Dollars, my momma told me
to go to school and be a scholar, but ain't for me
So don't even go there, I'm out of nowhere, to go where
probably in about years, I won't have no hair
But not only am I the Hair President, I'm also a client
I come off like a toupee, I have to pay 2Pc Dark
A Raider that Lost the Ark/arc, on the shot
but now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy Adefo wanted to be a
But he went down South, and in love call me love
cause love is gonna getcha getcha
I'm like B.J. my Arm is Strong and I ya
Styles from to West, all across the country
I'm like that big fat one niggaz catch when
I probably would get bumped more if I was a
But I am a gangsta, me the gangsta of love!!!
I good music, I love my momma
I love myself, I love you, and you me
And -- I'm out
(KRS sample 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)