In My Own World (Check The Method) (Explicit)-Common

No time to get all excited just write it From the inside let the pen slide and spread The ink on the papyrus come understand this What Paint the canvas givin you my vision To mold you compose you Get a picture of the scene Then get an exposure Words out my cipher The life of my circle Train tracks aside of me Cabrini to Idabi Don't lie to me You want me in your needle Squirt me in your vein Maintain on the couch I excite your brain till I'm out of your system Be digger not a n****r or a niggerole I figure you're The winner of the bread Precede your thoughts 'Fore they come into your head Yo kid kinda nice From the word I speak Unique Clear and concise Heads I'm boring Soaring to a new height of flight And then fight the night With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I D From the city with a bridge on thirty first Makin all butt crews disperse Chorus：repeat 4X No I D I'm in my own world Yeah yeah Now check the method Verse Two：Common No I D Check the method I'm in my own world I say pay attention boy I say UHH looka here I want you to see me when you do you look and fear I dilate pupils it's cornea than a retina My Book of Life you felt it Because of the texture When I'm bubbly I call the ex ta See if she still love me I'm advanced like a copy studs be on my sac to dub me CHEAP a*s n***aZ Go and purchase it I ain't do all this work for s**t My style's my child I gave birth to it Like an immaculate conception Clean I came Went through label pains Didn't give shorty a name I put Bros before h*es that's the way love and life goes It's a Jungle out there but I'm never Fever in for them white h*es I love black thighs You sisters better realize The real hair and real eyes get real guys So before you makeup your face You better make up your mind I hope you wake up in time for the revolution Or you gon be like I can't believe it I got shot Bowe/bo so I lick one Not for Ridd**k But I got the Rid For my d**k And the crab MC's that be all over it Huh What good is the Rid without the comb I'm the street pick peace to Nick Tim Mark and Sekendall I remember me and Deion tried to get into Mendal I didn't have No I D They wouldn't let me in Now them same gumps be askin me to get them in I be like You don't know me Fool And color it purple Cause he ain't in my circle Now I'm talkin square biz to you and I'm out I'm in my own world