"I love the way I am and can't 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! It's me Is it me looking for? (Yup) For the perfect sweetly oblique I'm fresh I come clean but I can't at whistling* Psss I'm only buggin While No dug in the 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 now we fly for free I can be fly for free, you want some flyer to buy from me I got the flame like but I be, U-A-C Some of the realest chillest cats you may see in your if you get one Rappers are jobs to me (why?) because they get done Here it I'm as Able as Cain to get raw That's why the DJ's mix me, I'm bust dickses not da bomb so save all your I'm good to go and also I'm Rhymes I wrecks affects the to the preps in the Polos, the studs with pros hoes who wheeze, the 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 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 ain't that special, as that So to myself I say I'm glad you had the patience, you better have the thisisme "I love the way I am and can't nobody out change me" --> KRS-One Common! (repeat 3X) Whassup Scony Rony I'm that homey from (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 than bats and gats It stems back to the roots of being gonna get me Me, you just get you You What I look like, talkin about some shit I do? I ain't shoot I ain't shank nobody I kill nobody, it wasn't us it was THEM! The Warriors, I'm a warrior and don't have to show no gun It takes one to know one, and no one can me how to be, cause be me, aight? Cause I'm a man, now 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 at the flat, lookin at the wall Wondering can I 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 out of nowhere, to go where probably in about seven years, I have no hair But not only am I the Hair Club President, I'm also a I come off a toupee, I still 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 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 and I Stretch ya Styles East to West, all across the country I'm like that big fat one catch when bumpin I probably would get more if I was a gangster But I am a gangsta, call me the of love!!! I love good music, I love my I love myself, I 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 in peace to my Aunt Stella My sides moms, Ron's moms, moms, Corey's moms Who are you? people be themselves y'all, peace em out Common! (4X) (KRS sample is cut and to end)