Common Knowledge - Blueprint, Ill Poetic

Common Knowledge - Blueprint, Ill Poetic

Альбом
Iron & Niacin
Год
2005
Язык
`English`
Длительность
137250

Below is the lyrics of the song Common Knowledge , artist - Blueprint, Ill Poetic with translation

Lyrics " Common Knowledge "

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Common Knowledge

Blueprint, Ill Poetic

Fo' sho'.

You know, we was talkin'

And we figured a lot of y’all motherfuckers love to skip steps

You know, y’all talk shit behind y’all soundscan.

Cat’s know man

I’m lookin' right now.

(That was a keeper!) You know what I’m sayin'?

It’s common knowledge man

This artform’s been exploited like my mother Africa

For years by my peers but I’m here to bring it back to her

Caught up in the essence so they label me a backpacker

A little off base, but here’s why it’s accurate

+My Uzi Weighs A Ton+

Now ask yourself, «How else could he carry it?»

Plus he got the goodies for good times and merry men

Bring the party with him everywhere he is

I got lots of love for my boo that is

No love for them groupie dudes and stuck up chicks

And all them indie rock girls know what time it is

If they don’t they better ask Flava Flav

And I make sure my sound checks sounds best

I air lines/airlines in America throughout the SouthWest

Yeah I’m grounded but I gotta sound fly

That way my rap career’s never on standby

One battle and you’re through?

You’re supposed to flow

You ain’t tryin' to pay dues?

Like you supposed to blow

Keep droppin' the same album

You’re supposed to grow

Everyday is a challenge

You’re supposed to know

Y’all fools rap and I’m an illusion

Rap Wolverine, Hugh Jackman

I jack humans

So if you average about, rappin' about

Platinum clout, then I’ll just try to average it out

And prove that you’re hardly worthy

Bitch smack you harder than Charlie Murphy

Your verse is edible

Print and Ill Poetic will

Prove you just a silhouette of skill

Let’s build

Y’all went from bathroom stalls to chat room walls

You went from record stores to message boards

We makin', records that’ll get your chick movin' out her dresser drawers

Plus we killin' metaphors

So, when I rhyme

I gotta have a graph writer

Draw an chalk outline around your Alpine

Now it’s time

Treat the next rappers dick like a trampoline bitch

Use it to hop on mine

One battle and you’re through?

You’re supposed to flow

You ain’t tryin' to pay dues?

Like you supposed to blow

Keep droppin' the same album

You’re supposed to grow

Everyday is a challenge

You’re supposed to know

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