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"i the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
(repeat 2x, 2x with 'common' at the end of each line)
it out
Good morning... be at calm, I'm
Huh! me again
Is it me you're looking (yup)
For the perfect beat, oblique
I'm fresh, I clean, but I can't whistle
at whistling* psss, I'm only buggin
While no dug in the crates, I dug in my
And picked a any rhyme I don't have any time
To waste, I'm hip... don't trip
To an travel agent now we fly for free
I can be fly for free, you want some flyer to
buy from me
I got the flame like but I be, u-a-c
of the realest illest chillest cats you may see
In your if you get one
Rappers are like jobs to me (why? ) they get done
Here it I'm as able 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 wrecks the roughnecks
Down to the preps in the polos, the with pros
who wheeze, the bald-headed to the dreaded
To folks butters, high rollers and rollers
Players with plat studs with stocking caps I be rocking
Til I
play my tape about as much as they do craps
I'm on point, I celo, I see
Hi c, I'm at last
free man, free as the world be
And like an early bird, I'm
But you ain't special, as that investor
So to I say congratulations
I'm glad you had the patience, you have the patience
Cause
"i love the way I am and can't nobody out here change me" -->
Common!
(repeat 3x)
scony rony I'm that boney 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 than bats and gats
It stems back to the roots of being
gonna get me me, you just get you you
What I look like, about some shit I ain't do?
I shoot nobody I ain't shank nobody
I ain't kill nobody, it us it was them!
The warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't to show no gun
It takes one to know one, and no one can me
How to be, cause i'ma be me,
Cause I'm a man, now it
"i love the way I am and nobody out here change me" --> krs-one
Common!
(repeat 3x)
sometimes, sometimes, I get a good feeling!
When I'm chillin at the flat, at the wall
can I come off of it, I'm off a bit
On the mic I be talkin
But some say my don't make no sense
I'm to make the dollars, my momma told me
To go to school and be a scholar, but school 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 a toupee, I still have to pay 2pc dark
A raider that lost the ark/arc, on the shot
But now when I shoot rock, I be all out of
My boy adefo wanted to be a
But he went down south, and in love call me love
Cause love is gonna getcha getcha
I'm like b.j. my arm is and I stretch ya
Styles from east to west, all across the
I'm like big fat one niggaz catch when bumpin
I probably get bumped more if I was a gangster
But I am a gangsta, me the gangsta of love!!!
I love good music, I my momma
I love myself, I love you, and you me
And -- I'm out
(krs plays in background)
Yo I wanna say to my moms, my grandmomma
Lil chandra, and john, yo rest in peace to my aunt
My moms, ron's moms, dawn's moms, corey's moms
Who are these people be themselves y'all, peace em out
Common! (4x)
(krs is cut and scratched to end)