Food for Funk-Common

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具] [offset:0] [00:01.09]Common [00:01.54] [00:03.07]What yo yo yo yo yo [00:05.68]Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo [00:08.98]Check it yo [00:10.20]You say a one for the trouble two for the time [00:13.40]Come on y'all let's rock that uh [00:15.63]I can feel the funk [00:17.96] [00:18.56]X4 [00:18.61] [00:19.79]Check it [00:20.83]I come to grips with mics [00:22.25] [00:23.47]I come to grips that a lot of mic users is dikes [00:26.30]I come to grips with the likes of Fred Hampton [00:28.83]Cold so I'm lampin with no need for spotlight [00:31.59]When I got light like an intersection you talk [00:34.23] [00:35.13]But you came to my town with protection [00:37.27]Election year had the block hot [00:39.23]I scream f**k the world for having a baby girl sorta cock block [00:42.73]I write rhymes like I come from the windy city [00:44.90]With my crew I click like simply stand midi with reality [00:47.95]Casually I walk through these war games [00:50.30]Some claim say but then they take on w***e names [00:52.83]If that's the way your s*x drives stay in your lane [00:55.46]If you're a man I can't tell like if the door rang now [00:57.85]Now to the ladies in the house when you come in the place [01:00.98]It ain't a bunch of n***az all up in your face [01:03.57]The music is thumpin and you're feelin the bass [01:06.11]What you wanna do girl [01:07.07]Wanna shout [01:07.91]To the brothas when you come in a jam it ain't a bunch of n***az [01:11.52]It ain't high tech and ain't got free liquor [01:14.04]You jackin his name and stick to make you jones get thicker [01:17.12]What you wanna do man [01:18.63]Let go [01:19.24]Yo check it [01:19.98]Some n***az be on the mic sounding like dikes [01:22.21]Allow me to get on and bust like Spike [01:24.41]Uh [01:24.66]Lee I'm in the majors with no rotation [01:27.33]Through stations of bulls**t I see through like a pager [01:30.15]In the age of Aquarius various things [01:32.51]Is gonna carry us in intellect and what have you [01:35.18]Street astrologists interpret point stars and half moons [01:38.16]Then end up on garages or walls in bathrooms [01:40.84]Every black moon a rap tune move me [01:43.29]The rap sun I rain more than Rudy that unruly sh*t is played [01:46.66]It don't stop [01:47.71]It's time to get it get it made [01:49.04]I got my mind made up like Foxy Brown's face [01:51.46]I know how the underground tastes [01:57.30] [01:59.76]I want a crib from the ground up rooms spin at a round pace [02:09.84]Get down based on true story through Corey came close to the teachers [02:17.89]Colder as the Iceman posted before it start wrinklin [02:21.43]Linkin with cats who don't react to change in the years [02:26.16]Fulfill prophesies in rooms full of emptiness now [02:34.22]I can feel the funk [02:36.61]X8 [02:36.76]Yo check it check it [02:38.23] [02:38.75]I came through the corridor with the aura [02:41.78]Raw Chicago mora scope the horror [02:44.43]Read between the lines and know the border [02:46.45]Some pop wines for juice I wait in the water [02:49.06]Waitin for you Big Willie n***az to have a show at The Crib [02:52.14]We gon get with your glamour long as we know where it is [02:54.71]Tell you ain't a player by your sweater doused with wack feather [02:57.33]The Crib got the gangsta playa sh*t patent like black leather [03:00.35]I rap better than you you or maybe him [03:02.82]But I am like a tree and every lyric is a timb [03:05.40]Spilled brews and greasy foods got my car smelly [03:08.04]Some be so high they believe they fly like R Kelly [03:10.56]But then they fall off dusted n***az is gettin sawed off [03:14.22]They fall soft my mental lift is for me to haul off [03:20.71]I kick a** [03:22.41]Scratching [03:23.04] [03:26.09]I can feel the funk [03:28.29]X16 [03:28.52] [03:29.26]Makes me wanna shout wanna shout [03:35.89] [03:41.36]X4 [03:41.39] [03:46.44]Scratching [03:46.84] [03:52.89]Wanna shout