gun in your right hand and you know that your father is your number 1 man youre raised on the grain thyve been feeding inside of you common ground
of my possessions piled higher than a house, I felt closer to you than you ever would have known. So let these tiny acts of charity be common ground on
que apagar Sufriras la tormenta ya tendra que pasar Sufriras las heridas ya podran sanar si tienes fe fe fe fe fe tuu.. give me a reason to be with you
Watch me get as high as a heat wave honey Tell me what you hound dogs think Set in my styles with a beady eye I got connections with the underground Call me a common
We're all here for a reason So we can't just hang around There's so much left to see and learn Make way for common ground And those who head the wrong
to get me out of this joint Come on let's bounce, counting on you to turn me around Instead of clowning around, let's look for some common ground So
We gather at the feast A taste for blood a loss of life We sleep with fire, awake at dawn Running over the ground Travel onward into the smoke With
with awe-filled reverence towards that glorious huge majestic sphere I was just so overwhelmed by its sheer imensity, I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds
to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat? Y'all must be smokin crack, with Pookie from New Jack How could y'all forget, I'm the reason y'all
, we wanna see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota" They picked the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota So the very next day we loaded up the car With
need to do is link it with persistence Once we recognize that, we can move ahead Native Tongue, Common Sense yo he's Hip-Hop bred... Common: From
of my possessions Piled higher than a house I felt closer to you than you ever would have known So let these tiny acts of charity Be common ground on
you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin? the good life, me and Common on common ground I spit
a seed Once it'll make you vomit Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and keepin' it comin' With
H.U.G.S. can either be boys or girls St. Clair playas, common ground we on We are Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls With Flesh-n-Bone, pow to get a nigga in ground
need to get me out of this joint Come on let?s bounce, counting on you to turn me around Instead of clowning around, let?s look for some common ground