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"If you put a bunch of rappers with their notebooks againstYnot and Common Sense, they will be lynched"The Late Show! (And you don`t stop!)Common Sense! (And you don`t stop!)U-Ack! (And you don`t stop!)Them there! (And you don`t stop!)[Common]I`m not tall, but can I bust?Like the double dutch, going down the streetI rap to myself when there ain`t no one to rap toAnd to me, yo, my shit be sounding sweetIt`s like doo wop, doo wop, oopI chew with my group, eating chicken and we`re couped in a hoopDeee! Somebody`s breath is smelling boo-Teee! Tone, is that you? (I don`t think so)I`m one time, two times, three times a ladyBay-beh, bay-beh, bay-beeHa! I be making happy, ladi de, ladi daWhen I was a boy I said "Oh" but now I`m a man saying "Ah"Cha cha cha, who knows where the mouth goesYeah nigga, I`m fly, so keep your fucking mouth closedRalph goes "Rasheed" and I be saying "Boo!"Bitches welcome back Common with the "Oooh oooh ooh"And this is how I wreck it, doo doo doo doo doo doo dooThis is how I wreck it, do doo doo do dooNow one two check it, I`m as Def as a LeppardIt could be, it should be, it is? Holy cow!I`m grand slamming slamming like the ?common Billy section?Not the Godfather, but I lounge like a stepperBreatha, breaks it, 8, we wait(Ch ch chaa) I got scratch like a DJI used to want to be like, I used to want to be likeMike, but the man in the mirror don`t know if he`s black or whiteAnd that makes me mad(Backwards scratching) Who`s bad?[Ynot]Now can I bust in this era, I`m a plus like additionAnd listen, I`m dishing out ish like a chefThe love is the Late Show, showing you the ladiesYou late on the show? Oh we the greatest show? You rightTo might right, raise, to my left, boom bapIn the back, Blazay Blah, so get the fuck out my faceOh what a disgrace, you can`t disgraceBoys I`ll erase you boys to mincemeatHuman means T, O`s, N`s, why`s this is just a tease before my albumNo bum acts out, I`m out to parlay you FritosCorn chips off the block, so bust it down, just bust the soundExciting as a big zapI frighten those biting when Lord jabber tighten when tighten taken to looseYnot`s no loser but I lost your real mindI find you, finder`s keeper`s so you mind tooYour mind can`t match mine when I do mineCall mine, my mouth is a fucking gold mineBought y`all like monster malls, I get ate like the ballsI got to rhyme, too, I climb you like a stepsonNo weapon, but I got a rep, son, for taking fakes to the towelSnakes in my fileFoul ish, I`ll sit down all stand-up comic rappersWho diss now but don`t understand fashionFasten your seatbelts til heat melts to iceT.O.N.Y.`s backwards, neverthelessI attack nerds, fuck what you heard, hamboneHey, gone when I finish, women and niggas say "Damn, Tone"That`s busted Bust it out, chant chant Common Sense you know is running things Late Show you know is running things You ain`t seeing us though we running things Yeah, you know they running things[Ynot]Usually I`m the second voice, this time I`m the first choiceIn the rhyme, I`m no prancer, so what?Momma mock me, here`s your time to jock, G, no jackingDon`t pack no axe like a savageI ran the track stars back to their crate, create cratersIn they ass, I`m holding one for funOne tht plays golf, can`t raise play tennisWomen plays croquet, and Blazay plays the cutStill make the women say "Hey"Yodle lay hey hee hoo, in my way deadYo I lay she hoo, in my bedAsk Common, I did your momma, nah I took it easyGave it hard hell, on a scale from 1 to 10I`m rich, I own a Jet, Ebony, and EssenceAnd Essence say I`m strong cause with the pen I`ve been a Bad BoyA sad boy, I call your girl 13 cause she`s goodShould I say more? I see more, I see more>From sea shore to sea shore, I sell my yacht and play YatzeeYnot`s the posse, dressing tight, yo I`m friendlyWho`s the master, the weak-minded say I rock too strongThe short-winded say I rhyme to longSo niggas told me, "Please let me go to the peasants"No, let me stop, chow, baby[Common]Baby, baby, baby, POP!Kids call me coffee because I *jugga jugga jugga* drop!And you don`t stop, don`t put on the red lightWhile I rock player, I coach more (niggas) than John ThompsonI`m in your town, George, I got it made like FloranceI`m getting bigger than the lips on Martin LawrenceKiss *Mmuah, mmuah* It`s like, it`s like thisA Sermon like Erick, did a B.A.P. just like TistsWell, I`m not Jehovah, but can I get a witness?I shoot the gift rapping, then wish you a Merry ChristmasWith he quickness is how I rip this, can you dig it?Well if not, then dig this, this is the way the way that I flowThe pimp of hip-hop, I make you say "Ho!"I know you hear me knocking, like I said, like I saidAnd this is the story about a man named JedGot some lead for those hefiers, and those heifers yo I rip it outMy weapon, double decker, come from 1, I`m from 87And I do work undercover like a copStop in the name of Com before I break your armPlus I`m down with the U-Ack ??? and BushmanPeace to the Beatnuts, peace to the PharcydeYeah, you know what time it isYeah, that`s how it is(The silliness continues til the end)

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