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Common feat Jill Scott |
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(Common) |
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Yeah, yo, yo, yo-yo, yo, yo |
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Yo, a touch of jazz y'all, yeah, yeah |
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?? y'all, yo they got us on the run, like |
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(Jill Scott) |
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8 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (I don't know..) |
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Pressure is mountin |
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Oh baby now, how we gonna get through? (I, don't, know) |
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Can't go left (uh-uh) can't go right (uh-uh) |
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Don't know, how we made it through the night (c'mon c'mon c'mon) |
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7 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (Do it, do it..) |
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Common) |
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It was once said by Black Thought that Things Fall Apart+ |
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Knew I shouldn't have been messin with dude's girl from start |
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But I pimp from the heart, the art of it made it interestin |
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Plus me and sister blend before we got intimate |
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Friend or no friend, my man caught wind |
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This chick is payin me, it'll either cost me or cost him |
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Told her she shoulda lost him (when?) a while ago |
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Cause dude'll drink a pile of Mo' and defile her yo |
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I ain't here to start on this (nigga) for me to wreck his broad |
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you could tell what I thought of this (nigga) |
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Nickname was Smoke, don't know if that was cause of cigarettes |
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(or what?) or guns he tote, he called shots on the deck |
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so I wasn't tryin to call his bluff, by his persona |
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you could see, he think he tough! |
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If that wasn't enough, old girl had his son |
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This is Wild like the West I'm like Jesse on the run, uhh |
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(Jill Scott) |
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6 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (I, don't, know) |
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Pressure is mountin |
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Oh baby now, how we gon' get through? (I, don't, know) |
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Can't go left and (uh-uh) can't go right and (uh-uh) |
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Don't know, how we made it through the night (yo, we got..) |
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5 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (Do it, do it..) |
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(Common) |
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I understand that time is runnin out, I'm thinkin of town-skippin |
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Got a Chevy but the alternator be trippin |
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I'm hittin rum straight, thinkin of a route to truncate |
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The streets is watchin, out is one way I put myself in his Nike's |
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His position is, "Aight man, somebody bonin my lady" |
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Probably snap like Rod-man |
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My plan was to meet at this bar called the Tiki (when?) |
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'round four, when she was comin she would beep me |
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I sat deep in the corner, drinkin zombies, becomin one by now |
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Wonderin if my style would support her and her child |
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Out the corner of my eye saw this stud I recognized (who?) |
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One of Smoke's guys, to stay out of sight I tried |
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Told Jill Scott to meet we coulda picked a better spot |
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On some "Nobody's Supposed to Be Here" (shit) like Deborah Cox |
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Looked at my watch, (shit) I don't even got a watch |
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Felt for my glock, damnit I don't even got a glock, yo |
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(Jill Scott) |
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4 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (I don't know..) |
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Pressure is mountin |
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Oh baby now, how we gon' get through? (I, don't, know) |
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Can't go left and (uh-uh) can't go right and (uh-uh) |
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Don't know, how we made it through the night (c'mon c'mon) |
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3 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (Do it, do it..) |
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(Common) |
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Pressure puh-pressure what? The pressure's cookin |
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It ain't good lookin, like a black promoter I'm talkin bookin |
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Not that I'm spooked of dude, I could whup him |
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But he was on the horn informin the rest of them hoodlums (aight) |
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Usually I wouldn't fight over a woman, old girl had a sun-shine |
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was messed up, on Smoke's payroll was one-time |
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My pager went off, it read one line: "Come get me |
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from Halsted," I'm thinkin this is monkey bar (shit) |
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Went to the phone quick, called her (what happened?) Her line was busy |
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Situation number nine, got my mind dizzy |
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Wondered if this plan was designed to get me |
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I've been drinkin too strong to be thinkin too long |
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Like 40 goin North I'm doin 50, headed for the spot |
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Askin God to be with me, and lately |
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she has been actin shifty -- (but what?) |
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But then it hit me (hit me) it hit me (hit me) |
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It hit me (hit me) it hit me |
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(Jill Scott) |
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2 minutes to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (I don't know..) |
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Pressure is mountin |
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Oh baby now, how we gonna get through? (Yo -- I said I, don't, know) |
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Can't go left and (uh-uh) can't go right and (nope) |
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Don't know, how we made it through the night (yo, we got) |
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1 minute to sunrise |
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Oh baby now, what are we gonna do? (one-one, one.. ha?) |
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1 minute.. (we got, we got) one, one |
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1 minute.. (ahh shit, we got) one, one |
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1 minute.. (what we got girl?) one, one |
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1 minute.. (baby, Com Sense on the run) now, now |
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1 minute.. (Com Sense on the run) one.. |
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1 minute.. (just got on the run, just got on the run) |
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(Com Sense on the run, Com Sense on the run) |
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(just got on the run, just got on the run) |
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(they got us on the run like.. they got us on the run) |
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(they got us on the.. yo, they got us on the run) |
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(uhh, yo, they got us on the run) |
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(they got us on the.. yo, they got us on the run) |
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and we out..) |
