Common - I've Been Thinking Lyrics
[featuring sean lett]Intro: commonYeah, one two, blessYeah yeah, check itI got my mellow sean lettHe gonna get down for yall chicago styleEighty-seven, you know the bidness, check itChorus: common, sean lettAfter eight years of my life, of smoking and drinkingThe world keeps spinning, so lately Ive been thinkingAfter eight years of my life, of smoking and drinkingThe world keeps spinning, so lately Ive been thinkingVerse one: commonNearest to the go gothic, a cash flow prophetMethods of gettin scratch and talkin slick Ive adoptedPalms in the lock with stunts whose hearts be gameHoes in the stable, none do I claimNiggaz with nothin to shoot for, at they only aimGramps in the choir singin its gonna rainIn the midst of precipitation, I make the powerManipulations, so my offspringll be straight for generationsGot connections in the nationTo incarceration, to general populationMore lyrics than jason, look me in the face when you speak to meYou got a tattoo? ***** youse a freak to meSeeking the, good sess materialAsking whens my next video***** get a job and get your ass in somebodys universityEnroll your youngun in a nurseryAnd cleam him up, comb his hair, cover yourselfYou want a man to love you you aint loving yourselfIm discovering wealth watches wisdom in waysTo make it in the last days, now bring it onChorusVerse two: sean lettI feel blessed I survived two decades in this worldThen ninety slid in ***** now I got a baby girlAint this a *****, myself still a childI want to hang on eighty-seven corners act wild on stoney isleBetter school her, so presence is your seed in societyParks of envy jealous niggaz crack fiends yes indeedI wont misleed and you can best believeIm just a blink away shorty anytime that you needSee I know right now, youre just too young to understandAsking questions, why pops and moms dont be holding handsDont you worry about it yet, in due time well explainWhy having you, created just an everlasting shameBringing joy witcha smiles, tripping when you first walkedKnowing somebodys child is gettin outlined in chalkJust relieved it aint you, I got much love for you booCause it aint nuthin that these skanless niggaz in these streetsWont doStop me if Im lying, see my race is steady dyingShort methods to making cream, bullets sprays and shatters dreamsSee basically, chi-towns game-related and designedNiggaz store up theirs and down opposite signsChorusOutro: sean lett, commonIts like that yall (yeah yeah)Common sense and dirty mizer on the set yallSean lettWe gonna get down like thatMy man eddie c on the boardWe coming through yall for eighty-seventh streetSeventy-first and everybody in south showWe coming through for niggaz on the west sideDown in the ickies, all up and down stateWe gonna keep it straight like thatWe straight out for goldYou call it chi-town its still our townHolding it down like this with that eighty-seven soundWe talking about rocking niggaz state to state nationwideOn the real its like thatStraight up south side is where we loafShit be real around these parts, Im seriousYouknowhatimsayin? hear meYou know what? we out though
