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Food For Funk

アーティスト:Common  アルバム:One Day It'll All Make Sense  作詞:LYNN LONNIE RASHID/WILSON ERNEST DION  作曲:LYNN LONNIE RASHID/WILSON ERNEST DION 

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Common: What, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo yo yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Check it, yo You say a one for the trouble, two for the time Come on y'all, let's rock that, uh (I can feel the funk)(x4) Check it I come to grips with mics I come to grips that a lot of mic users is dikes I come to grips with the likes of Fred Hampton Cold, so I'm lampin, with no need for spotlight When I got light like an intersection, you talk But you came to my town with protection Election year, had the block hot I scream "fuck the world" for having a baby girl sorta cock block I write rhymes like I come from the windy city With my crew, I click like simply, stand midi with reality Casually, I walk through these war games Some claim say but then they take on whore names If that's the way your sex drives, stay in your lane If you're a man, I can't tell like if the door rang now Chorus: Now, to the ladies in the house when you come in the place It ain't a bunch of niggaz all up in your face The music is thumpin and you're feelin the bass What you wanna do girl(wanna shout) To the brothas when you come in a jam, it ain't a bunch of niggaz It ain't high tech and ain't got free liquor You jackin his name and stick to make you jones get thicker What you wanna do man?(let go) Yo, check it Some niggaz be on the mic, sounding like dikes Allow me to get on and bust like Spike(uh) Lee, I'm in the majors with no rotation Through stations of bullshit, I see through like a pager In the age of Aquarius, various things Is gonna carry us in intellect and what have you Street astrologists interpret point stars and half


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