Lyrics:
tales of fiction found on all the criminal types
Lead to a higher ranking man or a face with thin red stripes
The boys next door
The mums and dads
tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal types
Lead to a higher ranking man or a face with thin red stripes
The boys next door
The mums
On a strike to pay the rent
The last of the rebels
Without a common ground
I'm gonna light a fire
Into the underground
I don't want to live in the modern
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
Bonecrusher!
A punisher destructive machine
With a merciless common sense
His violent rage will make you suffer
And he won't stop until your last breathe
By constitution, just one class
Worker's victory
See this world
An alternative system
Equalitary Land
Soviet Union!
The Soviet power
Is supreme
Be
a couple Kennedys
Tongue cocked like a slide
I make the right type my enemies
I Smoke em to ash
And watch em choke on their cash
Got Kent State calling like
Foes that want to make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood, stupid, what type of facts are those?
If
Chicago, this is Common
I'm in the place with my man, Sergio
This is how the words'll go
This is how we rockin' in the circle, universal though
Lá-laiá
to the debts of the corporate elite
A system so broken for the common man
Told from the start he's got the world in his hands
The privileged few are seated
are very common we got
It's low this is but a system are mango no doo
Way farm a buck go devil nigga standing run
Where you bound nigga nigga
Where
can't sit still in my system
Keep talking yo shit guarantee you I won't listen
Plus they bumping all my shit so loud up in they system
Yea he been
ha ha its hot
Hello, hello
Uh, we bout to cross the finish line ladies and gentlemen
Hello, hello
I suggest you common
Hello, hello
Shh shh shh
and repair
I find my answers
To think outside systems
So fuck all of you start praying
If you ask me nicely
I'll send you a link
Learn a little common sense
Liquor mere system meh Blunts ke liye ashtray
Mind movin slow I control all backspace
Tu Galat kaafi lage mujhe
Even on your bad days
So baby girl
One nation under the gun
Where forward thinking is shunned
A morbid tradition
Of archaic value systems
Where violence justified
Is just
Lost in the pilgrim sky
A crack in a perfect line
A cure for the common good
You did what you knew you should
I watched as you pulled away
Eventually, my inner sanctum fell torn apart
Once it's here and once it's there
A picture so common that it is in no need of deion
Numbers... a system
This type of warfare isn't new or a shock
It's black on black crime again nonSTOP
Black cop!! Black cop black cop
Black cop black cop black cop
All we need is another life lost in
The system that's designed to hold us back
Get off the heroin and the crack!
All this shit is so confusing
You
guards, gated communities, man
Royal family type shit, for real (Sean Don, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Look, if you not gettin' richer every year,
hiiipower because our generation
Needed a generator and a system, meant to disintegrate us
And all we do is assist them
We're not victors, we're victims
not squealing
The only thing the system does is fill us with corrupt feelings
How a full time working man can wake up with no ceilings
Living in
Maintaining a safe social order
Is one of our system's greatest chores
We're afraid to walk the streets alone at night
Our society sleeps behind
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