.. [Common] It's the questions (what..) it's the questions boy It's the questions (What?) it's the questions c'mon The questions (WHAT?) it's the questions
(Common) In the Spirit of God. In the Spirit of the Ancestors. In the Spirit of the Black Panthers. In the Spirit of Assata Shakur. We make this movement
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
[Common] Yo.. I don't know what was on y'all niggaz birds(?) to go up to the boat - and start robbin old folks Now see you done messed with the wrong
-ca boo-boo Psych, I'm kidding I just wanted to see if you're still listenin' Ok, now I need your undivided attention Sir, I have a question Why do I always sense
questions asked, better check my jewels From 98 to 2g's, I rule Killah priest the professional.. I build lyrics like a monument Most dominant, I drop bombs with common
you come my way Come my way See the day, oh no [Common] We let the rhythm go Common Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em Common Sense will spin 'em check
Kola Rock: I'm listenin' to Loni Listen Smith Loni Listen Loni Smith and Loni Lin They sorta share a common sense And if you spend enough time Listenin
fake props (RA)I'll be in this rap shit till my fuckin heart stops (RA The Rugged Man) Cause we complain daily- cursed with all types of bad lucks It's common sense
have a clue Somebody's breaking every rule but it's always cool Don't you know that everybody's somebody's fool Skip the drama, use common sense You
to be It's what you think you see To do or not to do that is the question Over and over you're prone suggestion Some senses when I can't condone the
Just your presence and I second guess my sanity Yes, it's a lesson, it's unfair, you stole my vanity My tummy's up in knots and when I see ya it gets so hot My common sense
I wanna ask you one question, you wanna be my Juliet Or other words we could just be friends lala lala lalalaaa Mary had a boyfriend, his name was Romeo
dream of a child I was told what to be but not how to do it Told to believe but not ever why I go through days where it's always raining My common sense
means we lose ourselves Should we force a common mind? We're weaned on empathy To satisfy our doubt While attempts at unity Have scattered us about Should we invent a common
I'll try to shed some common sense Situation so intense Many questions, don't know, whys And all the lies got tempers risin' Two or three sides to it
