Текст (слова) песни: Common - Resurrection 95

Ntro:

Yeah ima get this one off for eighty-seven street

South side of chicago, chicago everywhere check it

Its like cmon yall, get live get down

Common sense is in your town

I said cmon yall, get live get down

Common sense is in your town

Verse one:

I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in

That be scatterin

Over the globe will my vocals be travellin

Unravellin my abdomen its slime thats babblin

Grammatics that are masculine

I grab them in, verbally badgerin broads

I wish that madelline, was back on video lp

Raps I make up like blacks do excuses

I feel like noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces

If a broad aint got a mind or job or crib she useless

Acoustic basslines embrace rhymes while I chase mines

They say signs of the end is near

I wonder can I walk a righteous path holdin a beer

Got more verses than a kramer, go off like a pager

Skills uglier than craig mack in your ear Im the flavor

My old bird said some of my songs sound like noise

Dont watch the bulls as much, they got too many white boys

A million black men walkin, towards one direction

For sure, the cream of the planets... resurrection

Verse two:

A prophet, raised among black disciples and vice lords

Who dont give a fuck about mic cords and nice swords

Get up, together black risk your cup

Im wishin for a change, my man want his change in a cup

Yessir, Im in the mix-a-lot

Bitches put em on the glass while Im puttin stickers on they ass

I rule everything around me like cash

On the rocks of reality, dreams get smashed

In jams I m*a*s*h like alan alda

Niggaz nod, they say hey as if I was little walter

Eighty-seven strip walker taught the code of the area

By staying, within the barrier

Exposed to stony stimuli, with that I identify

Brothers went through my rotate solidify the realness

Skull-caps, murf puffy jacket, lug boots on

Steppin to me is like goin to the county being a neutron

Verse three:

I ride the rhythm like a schwinn bike

When in dim light

I use insight to enlight

Device up in da skin tight

Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe

Imaginations in flight

I send light, like bens kite Ive been bright

Get open like on gym nights

And in fights I send rights

Dont hook with skins my friends like

I spend nights up in dykes

Ive been indicted as a freak of all trades

I got it made

I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums

Come from a tribe of bums

Hooked on negro and mums

Had to halt with the, malt liquor

Cause off the malt liquor I fought niggaz

Now my speech and thoughts quicker

Cruisin southside streets with no heat and no sticker

U ak got my back and we dont get no thicker

Eighty-seven got my back and we dont get no thicker

Chicago got my back and we dont now check it

Im a ho but not a ho nigga

Aint scared of no nigga

But its my turn to go I gotta go

And Im gone with the storm

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Common - Resurrection 95 Ntro: Yeah ima get this one off for eighty-seven street South side of chicago, chicago everywhere check it Its like cmon yall, get live get down Common sense is in your town I said cmon yall, get live get down Common sense is in your town Verse one: I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in That be scatterin Over the globe will my vocals be travellin Unravellin my abdomen its slime thats babblin Grammatics that are masculine I grab them in, verbally badgerin broads I wish that madelline, was back on video lp Raps I make up like blacks do excuses I feel like noah, hookin my mellows up on deuces If a broad aint got a mind or job or crib she useless Acoustic basslines embrace rhymes while I chase mines They say signs of the end is near I wonder can I walk a righteous path holdin a beer Got more verses than a kramer, go off like a pager Skills uglier than craig mack in your ear Im the flavor My old bird said some of my songs sound like noise Dont watch the bulls as much, they got too many white boys A million black men walkin, towards one direction For sure, the cream of the planets... resurrection Verse two: A prophet, raised among black disciples and vice lords Who dont give a fuck about mic cords and nice swords Get up, together black risk your cup Im wishin for a change, my man want his change in a cup Yessir, Im in the mix-a-lot Bitches put em on the glass while Im puttin stickers on they ass I rule everything around me like cash On the rocks of reality, dreams get smashed In jams I mash like alan alda Niggaz nod, they say hey as if I was little walter Eighty-seven strip walker taught the code of the area By staying, within the barrier Exposed to stony stimuli, with that I identify Brothers went through my rotate solidify the realness Skull-caps, murf puffy jacket, lug boots on Steppin to me is like goin to the county being a neutron Verse three: I ride the rhythm like a schwinn bike When in dim light I use insight to enlight Device up in da skin tight Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe Imaginations in flight I send light, like bens kite Ive been bright Get open like on gym nights And in fights I send rights Dont hook with skins my friends like I spend nights up in dykes Ive been indicted as a freak of all trades I got it made I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums Come from a tribe of bums Hooked on negro and mums Had to halt with the, malt liquor Cause off the malt liquor I fought niggaz Now my speech and thoughts quicker Cruisin southside streets with no heat and no sticker U ak got my back and we dont get no thicker Eighty-seven got my back and we dont get no thicker Chicago got my back and we dont now check it Im a ho but not a ho nigga Aint scared of no nigga But its my turn to go I gotta go And Im gone with the storm Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Resurrection 95*: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/6643.html Все тексты песен: Common » Common - Be » Common - Book of Life » Common - Aquarius » Common - Come Close » Common - I Used to Love H. E. R. » Common - I Got a Right Ta 12" » Common - Gettin` Down at the Amphitheater » Common - Take It Ez » Common - Making a Name For Ourselves » Common - Nuthin` To Do » Common - The Light » Common - Pop`s Rap III » Common - Puppy Chow » Common - Aquarius » Common - I Used To Love H.E.R. » Common - Like They Used to Say » Common - All Night Long » Common - Time Travelin` (A Tribute to Fela) » Common - Nag Champa (Afrodisiac for the World) » Common - Invocation Рекомендуем скачать: » Калина Виктор - МОЯ МАЛЕНЬКАЯ ЖЕНЩИНА » Кино, Виктор Цой - Время есть, а денег нет » Круг Михаил - Мой сосед » Король и Шут - Защитник свиней » Кемеровский Евгений - Братва, не стреляйте друг друга » Константин Тарасов - Услышу звук ключа в замочной скважине... » К.Орбакайте - Дождь » Кирилл Ривель - И нет конца, и нет начала... » Константин Еремин - Старательская » Константин Никольский - Расскажи это всем » Крупп Арон - Десять звезд » Калинов мост - Плакать всерьез » Константин Мыльцев - Кони » Калинов мост - Сиди дома, не гуляй » Кармэн - Париж » Кирилл Ривель - И придет пониманье: эпоха твоя... » Кирилл Ривель - Ночь. Декабрьская ночь на душе... » Константин Юрин - Что за жизнь?.. Ни нож, так пуля... » Кальянов Александр - До свидания » Калинов мост - По прежнему
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