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Common - Blows to the Temple lyrics
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, Twilite Tone, Derrick and then some I don't get rid of some faces while 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 Sense, and 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 Cause 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 Austin Common'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 Cause 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 (BAW!) is a dead man G! We hit em hard! .. Kick 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 waterfly 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! Homeskillet, 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, God damn CHILD, I mean it's drastic You end up on a stretched cause I stretch you like Plastikman Fuck with me ("you end up the in the cas-ket") You flow ass pussy nigga, sucker duck bastard (Yo Common calm down, you gots 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 base You can call me Pencil Petey cause 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 EXIT Late 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 a Blood 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 (Cause 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 * shout outs * |
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