Common: Envisioning the hereafter listenin to Steve Wonder On a Quest for Love like the Proceed drummer I strike like lightning and don't need thunder Inhale imagination and breathe wonder That's your lady I used to run up in her and G weed from her It's a cold world and niggaz need summer At times my going forward seems like retreat As I be writin rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets There's a thin line between war and peace, whores and jeeps Ignore MCs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pages My third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagious Redeemin the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon I feel Mexican, hip hop is my garden Don't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honor It ain't that you sellin, it's your karma Rappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone The stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummy Not for the money, I could have sampled Diana Ross a long time ago My mind of flow is like motor key 20 Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twenty Hollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a man Flip drugs and get land, I can see my man Rashad As he described how the bucks hit him And said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit him This bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was comin I said it's here It's here(echoed)
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Copy to Clipboard: Common: Envisioning the hereafter listenin to Steve Wonder On a Quest for Love like the Proceed drummer I strike like lightning and don't need thunder Inhale imagination and breathe wonder That's your lady I used to run up in her and G weed from her It's a cold world and niggaz need summer At times my going forward seems like retreat As I be writin rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets There's a thin line between war and peace, whores and jeeps Ignore MCs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pages My third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagious Redeemin the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon I feel Mexican, hip hop is my garden Don't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honor It ain't that you sellin, it's your karma Rappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone The stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummy Not for the money, I could have sampled Diana Ross a long time ago My mind of flow is like motor key 20 Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twenty Hollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a man Flip drugs and get land, I can see my man Rashad As he described how the bucks hit him And said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit him This bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was comin I said it's here It's here(echoed)
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