Common - All Kind Of Ideas (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Common - All Kind Of Ideas (en) Lyrics
I'm soul brother uno
Black from the future
Make beats on the table if
I break my computer
Still make hits
like I used to
Keep your top 5 I'm god's
favorite producer
16 Bars of pressure
no metronome
Thinking outside the box
that's a better zone
So many ideas
coming out the whazoo
It's only one of me
Can never do what I do
Past present and future
that is timeless
Been a lot a things but
never been rhymeless
Drums like scattered showers
when I rain man
Giving you food for soul
that's the game plan
Tears for fears I said a shout
out to all my peers
But I never ran out of all
kinda of ideas I said
Tears for fear a shout
out to all my peers
But never ran out
All kinda ideas
Rack focus
To the black moses
That's light skinned
A dawn
like when the night end
The multi-hyphened
My stipend is ripened from
chi to big apple
On the mic I'm micah parsons
Any subject I tackle
And grapple with wack dudes
And school niggas
like black schools
Cause they lack rules
Niggas mad cause I know
that cash rules
Everything around me
Except my mind
The underground found me
And depth I find
On the railroad
I unjail souls like harriet
Spitting chariots of fire
Through the wire
And live barb fences
I murder mc's
Some say that its senseless
Bomber like a winter coat
Though I've been
in the trenches
Known to go for it
Like fourth and inches
Move the chains I maneuver
through the game
My thought grab the mic like
I'm on soul train
Foes came
Sporting fake smiles
like dentures
Them monkeys been programmed
At them I throw wrenches
Hunger for the game
Your thirst never quenches
You search for mentions
I unearth dimensions
These are adventures
From avalon benches
The real hip hop
Com came to his senses
Extensions of a man
The master planned for years
For me to bring to the world
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