Common W Sean Lett I`ve Been Thinking Lyrics

I`ve Been Thinking Lyrics

Intro: Common 

  

 Yeah, one two, bless 

 Yeah yeah, check it 

 I got my mellow Sean Lett 

 He gonna get down for y'all Chicago style 

 Eighty-seven, you know the bidness, check it 

  

 Chorus: Common, Sean Lett 

  

 After eight years of my life, of smoking and drinking 

 The world keeps spinning, so lately I've been thinking 

  

 After eight years of my life, of smoking and drinking 

 The world keeps spinning, so lately I've been thinking 

  

 Verse One: Common 

  

 Nearest to the go gothic, a cash flow prophet 

 Methods of gettin scratch and talkin slick I've adopted 

 Palms in the lock with stunts whose hearts be game 

 Hoes in the stable, none do I claim 

 Niggaz with nothin to shoot for, at they only aim 

 Gramps in the choir singin it's gonna rain 

 in the midst of precipitation, I make the power 

 manipulations, so my offspring'll be straight for generations 

 Got connections in the nation 

 To incarceration, to general population 

 More lyrics than Jason, look me in the face when you speak to me 

 You got a tattoo?  Bitch youse a freak to me 

 Seeking the, good sess material 

 Asking when's my next video 

 Bitch get a job and get your ass in somebody's university 

 Enroll your youngun in a nursery 

 And cleam him up, comb his hair, cover yourself 

 You want a man to love you you ain't loving yourself 

 I'm discovering wealth watches wisdom in ways 

 To make it in the last days, now bring it on 

  

 Chorus 

  

 Verse Two: Sean Lett 

  

 I feel blessed I survived two decades in this world 

 Then Ninety slid in naked now I got a baby girl 

 Ain't this a bitch, myself still a child 

 I want to hang on eighty-seven corners act wild on Stoney Isle 

 Better school her, so presence is your seed in society 

 Parks of envy jealous niggaz crack fiends yes indeed 

 I won't misleed and you can best believe 

 I'm just a blink away shorty anytime that you need 

 See I know right now, you're just too young to understand 

 Asking questions, why pops and moms don't be holding hands 

 Don't you worry about it yet, in due time we'll explain 

 Why having you, created just an everlasting shame 

 Bringing joy witcha smiles, tripping when you first walked 

 Knowing somebody's child is gettin outlined in chalk 

 Just relieved it ain't you, I got much love for you boo 

 Cause it ain't nuthin that these skanless niggaz in these streets won't do 

 Stop me if I'm lying, see my race is steady dying 

 Short methods to making cream, bullets sprays and shatters dreams 

 See basically, Chi-town's game-related and designed 

 Niggaz store up theirs and down opposite signs 

  

 Chorus 

  

 Outro: Sean Lett, Common 

  

 It's like that y'all (yeah yeah) 

 Common Sense and dirty mizer on the set y'all 

 Sean Lett 

  

 We gonna get down like that 

 My man Eddie C on the board 

 We coming through y'all for eighty-seventh street 

 Seventy-first and everybody in South show 

 We coming through for niggaz on the West side 

 Down in the ickies, all up and down state 

 We gonna keep it straight like that 

 We straight out for gold 

 You call it Chi-town it's still our town 

 Holding it down like this with that eighty-seven sound 

  

 We talking about rocking niggaz state to state nationwide 

 On the real it's like that 

 Straight up South side is where we loaf 

 Shit be real around these parts, I'm serious 

 YouknowhatI'msayin?  Hear me 

 You know what?  We out though