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Blows To The Temple
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Common
жанры: rap
альбомы: Can I Borrow A Dollar?
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Check it We can go, toe to toe with the blows to the temple (Not) Not the Temple of Doom, so make room For the Unamerican Caravan (Who you down with?) The B-Boys, Immenslope, Twilit Tone, Derrick and then some I don't get rid of some facesWhile marks be lookin' hard and they be beggin' bases They have too many cases and now they got courage Sorta like Goldilocks tryin' to take Pop's porridge But I got the story straight Plus the name, I got rep, don't dare sleep Slept and got, crept An AC, DC spider went up the wall we mount Now came down the Common, the Common SenseAnd now the spider out (Boom) A blackout, power failure I ain't the Burger King, but I got a whale of blows Uppercuts jabs hits and hey niggaz 'Cuz I'm weird, they call me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker And I break a Bean, but I'm not from Boston I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve AustinCommon'll keep the camera movin', I'm kinda fast I'm from a town called, "Fresh off a niggaz ass" And I'm about to go on like Stephanie Mills You must be poppin' pills, tryin' to step to me 'Cuz to the left of me, we got the U A C (Whattup)And comin' up to the right of me, we got the U A C (Come on) And in back of me, yo we got the U A C And in front of me is a dead man G (Baw) We hit 'em hardKick it, a duck tried to buck, but the vic got vicked So I picked him, he's another victim of a circumstance He did a dance like Ali (Say what?) But he floated like a water fly and stung like a C Ya see, I ain't out here, tryin' to be a bully Nor am I pretendin' to be a two-shoes goodie (Word is bond)That I got big balls homes And if a player try to press me, I gotta break the zone Here to stage a, ooh shit, up in the sky You better watch out, I'm tellin' you why Common Sense is breaking, marks down, ah, follow me now Yo, Common Sense is breaking, marks down Uhh, check it, check it, check it I huff and I puff and I blow (What?)The motherfuckin' house down, I guess you didn't know Home skillet, where ya been? Are you the boy in the plastic bubble? Ooh, you in trouble A tisket, a tasket, you're gonna get your ass kicked You better know what's in my jacket, fuck the basket Oh, goddamn child, I mean it's drastic You end up on a stretched 'cuz I stretch you like PlastikmanFuck with me (You end up the in the casket) You flow ass pussy nigga, sucker duck bastard (Yo Common, calm down, you got's to calm down) This Grape tried to step to me with his arms down Lesson number one, when you're ready to throw Never step up talkin', that's like tryin' to pitch, but you're balkin' And I'ma steal first, hide the base, but you baseYou can call me Pencil Petey 'cuz the marks I erase In case of emergency, it's urgent see, that you see a doctor You tried to Gamble, but I'm the Proctor I knock that ass bringin' it down and then slash Tried to play me with a skit, but now you got a gash You character, for ya inherit a, neck brace Makin' ya thousand deaths times worser than a Screwface But they call me Screwneck and I do wreck shit So next time he push up in the jam, boy, you better exitLate Show in the house U A C in the house 7-D in the house R T A in the house True B-Boys in the house Dem Dere Dyslexics in the house And we gonna fuckin' blow the house down Check it, hit 'em with aBlood clot boy, you get bucked tryin' to fuck with the Mario, Super Super Brothers like Mario Here the Common, sucker clucks (What we do?) Mission upon the loves, gettin' kisses and hugs But then we runnin' to a scrub that tried to bug He's out to get some what they call em stunts because we bunt (What?)But I don't bug, I just slide her and hit her Some be rumpy chump with the chat, chat chitter Yo, we did her but I betcha know I'm better on it Now you got a 100 percent beef, it's just a beatdown (Uh, uh, ahh) Too late to try to be down Brother your best bet, is to cover your eyes, like Dee Brown ('Cuz it's a bum, bum, bum, bum-rush)And if I ask who popped shit, the Caravan gotta bus, sing it (On that defense) But our bumrush is well done, not medium rare It's rare to see an enemy within play True indeed a lot of shit, is over he say, she say Me say, warriors come out and play And I'ma tear shit up and leave it like the day after And after we go around and you hit the ground Then you know I'm down with the "Blows to the temple"
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