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"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 I'm back
HUH! me again
Is it me you're for? (Yup)
For the perfect beat oblique
I'm fresh I clean but I can't whistle
*attempt at whistling* I'm only buggin
While No dug in the I dug in my nose
and picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't any time
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 some to read
then buy me
I got the flame U-I-C but I be, U-A-C
Some of the illest chillest cats you may see
in your if you get one
Rappers are like jobs to me (why?) because they get
Here it comes I'm as 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 to go and also I'm Rets
Rhymes I affects the roughnecks
down to the preps in the Polos, the with pros
who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
To folks with butters, high and rollers
Players with plat studs stocking caps I be rocking raps
til I
Niggaz play my tape about as as they do craps
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi C, I'm at last
I'ma man, free as the world be
and like an early bird, I'm
But you ain't that special, as that
So to myself I say
I'm glad you had the patience, you better the patience
thisisme
"I love the way I am and nobody out here change me" --> KRS-One
Common!
(repeat 3X)
Whassup Scony Rony I'm that homey
from Stoney (Common) you me!
Off the GP see me on the TV
Talkin Take It EZ, and they was like "He hardcore!"
But hardcore is far more than bats and
It back to the roots of being true
gonna get me Me, you just get you You
What I like, talkin about some shit 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 and still don't have to show no gun
It takes one to one, and no one can tell me
how to be, cause I'ma be me,
I'm a man, now check it
"I the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> KRS-One
Common!
(repeat 3X)
*singing* Sometimes, sometimes, I get a 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 shit
But some say my don't make no Sense
I'm to make the Dollars, my momma told me
to go to and be a scholar, but school ain't 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 Club 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 I shoot rock, I be all out of breath
My boy Adefo wanted to be a
But he went South, and fell in love call me love
cause love is gonna getcha getcha
I'm B.J. my Arm is Strong and I Stretch ya
Styles from East to West, all the country
I'm like that big fat one niggaz when bumpin
I probably get bumped more if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, call me the of love!!!
I good music, I love my momma
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 in peace to my Aunt Stella
My sides moms, Ron's moms, Dawn's moms, moms
Who are you? These be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4X)
(KRS is cut and scratched to end)