Woorden:
Common Sense Funky For You

and raw for you and yours, for you and yours You got the C to the, cold-blooded cold-blooded, hard-core Rough and rugged, rugged and raw for you and yours

stop drinkin ale, the booty probably smell Ain't no pussy worth a sale at least not for the kid to do a bid Shit you musta flipped you lid, you was wit you slipped you

como sta? Money keep comin in Only time I had my back was who had love for em You ain't no love for em You ain't no love for em I'm running up and dumpin

show you a style and throw you? For all competitors, Black Thought comin through the seckle 'cause I'm the superior style and you inferior Let me adjust my voice so you

mother warned you about me It's the nigga you love to hate Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the brothers What you got to say for yourself? You

mother warned you about me It's the nigga you love to hate Yo, you ain't doing nothing pops for the brothers What you got to say for yourself? You

invincible like a professor son, with a high IQ The things I do, keep you confused Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues Touch your sole son, yes you

this [Chorus:] check it out people whoever you are whoever you with where ever you at where ever you from where ever you goin i'm 'on' put you up on

Common sense dropped cause I truly love the hip hop (Beatboxing) I even like to beatbox In the morning, I'm usually yawning Then I'm kicking crazy rhymes until the break of dawning Cause I know and you