[00:00.00] 作词 : Lonnie Lynn/Dion Wilson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Lonnie Lynn/Dion Wilson
[00:10.83]Artist: Common Sense
[00:15.18]Album: Resurrection
[00:16.59]Song: Resurrection
[00:21.99]I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
[00:24.75]That be scatterin
[00:26.16]Over the globe will my vocals be travellin
[00:28.59]Unravellin my abdomen it's Lon that's babblin
[00:31.14]Grammatics that are masculine
[00:32.64]I grab them in, verbally badgerin broads
[00:35.10]I wish that Madelline, was back on Video LP
[00:37.74]I went against all odds and got a even steven
[00:40.29]Proceed to read and not believin everything I'm readin
[00:42.75]But my brain was bleedin, needin feedin, and exercise
[00:45.69]I didn't seek the best of buys, it's a lie to textualize
[00:48.39]I analyze where I rest my eyes
[00:50.22]And chastise the best of guys with punchlines
[00:52.20]I'm Nestle when it's Crunch-time
[00:53.58]For your mind like one time
[00:54.84]If poetry was shit I'd be sunshine
[00:57.03]cause I deliver like the Sun-Times
[00:58.86]Confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes I combine
[01:01.41]I'm hype like I'm unsigned, my diet I unswine
[01:04.14]Eatin beef sometimes I try to cut back on that shit
[01:06.84]This rap shit is truly outta control
[01:09.15]My style is too developed to be arrested
[01:11.37]It's the freestyle, so now it's out on parole
[01:14.13]They tried to hold my soul in a holding cell so I would sell
[01:17.07]I bonded with a break and had enough to make bail
[01:19.50]A misdemeanor fell on his knee for the jury
[01:21.90]I asked No for his ID and the judge thought there was two of me
[01:25.08]Motion for a recess to retest my fingerprints
[01:27.72]They relinquished since, cause I was guilty in a sense
[01:50.79]I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike when in dim light
[01:53.49]I use insight to enlight devices hit the skin tight
[01:56.52]Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe
[01:58.44]Imaginations in flight
[01:59.70]I send light, like Ben's kite I've been bright
[02:01.59]Get open like on gym nights
[02:03.09]And in fights I send rights
[02:04.29]Don't hook with skins my friends like
[02:05.64]I spend nights up in dykes
[02:06.96]In spite I've been indicted as a freak of all trades
[02:11.07]I got it made
[02:12.18]I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
[02:14.73]Come from a tribe of bums
[02:15.93]Hooked on negro and mums
[02:17.28]Had to halt with the, malt liquor
[02:19.23]Cause off the malt liquor I fought niggas
[02:21.15]Now my speech and thought's quicker
[02:22.41]Cruisin Southside streets with no heat and no sticker
[02:25.17]U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker
[02:27.78]U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker
[02:30.42]U Ak got my back and we don't now check it
[02:32.91]I'm a homeboy not a home bitch, ain't scared of no bitch
[02:35.85]But it's my turn to go I gotta go
[02:37.53]And I'm gone with the storm