Common - Southside Lyrics
(feat. Kanye West)La, La, La, La, La - And E'rybody SayLa, La, La, La, La - I Know You, I Know You...I Know You're Thinking, Thinking That It Must BeI'm A Raw Flow Cause It Never Get RustyI Aint Gotta Say It, Man Dawg Trust MeBust Somebody Head, T.l.c. Where Was We?Still Rock The Prada 'fore That, Rock The StarterNiggas Out In Georgetown, And Magic Way HarderThinking Back To The Projects, And They Way They Tore 'em All UpLike When I Do A Project, And Come Back And Tear The Mall Up[chorus]We Coming From The..South (side), South (side)South (side), South (side)South (side), South (side)South (side), Side Of The ChiThe Broads, The Cars, The Half Moon, The StarsI'm Like Jeff Fort The Way I Get Behind BarsBurn Cd's With No Regard For The StarsCome To The Grip With Conflict, Diamonds And The ArtsBack In '94 They Call Me Chi-town's NasNow Them Niggas Know I'm One Of Chi-town's GodsWe Even Yo, You're Still Talking No CauseA Conscious Nigga With Mac Like Steven Jobs[chorus]Your Fly Is Open, McflyThe Crowd Is Open I Think I Know WhyI'm Back From The Future Seen It With My Own EyesAnd Yep, I'm Still The Future Of The ChiBack In College I Had To Get My Back Up Off The FutonI Knew That I Couldn't Cop A Coup With No CouponsLook At That Neutron On His Green Like Two DimesPeople Asking Him, "do You Have Any Grey Poupon?"[chorus]You In The Building But The Buildings FallingYou Wouldn't Be Ballin' If Your Name Is BaldwinMy Mind Get Flooded I Think About New OrleansBack In School, Ya'll Niggas You Should Call In AugustSummer Sun It Goes Down But I'm Still RevolvingSouthside 'bout To Walk It Out, I Still Get CrawlingIf Rap Was Harlem, I Be James BaldwinWith Money In The Bank Like G. Rap, We're Calling[chorus]With Niggas Masked Up Like Phantom Of The OperaDreaming Of The Day They Push A Phantom To The OperasCan't Wait Till They Say, "yeah, He Ran Up At The Oscars."Poppa, I Heard His Life Is Like A MovieLike When Em' Played Him And Mekhi Played A RastaMexican Don't Love It Like It Was For La RazaBut This Is For The Mobsters, HollaWe Some True Chi-town Legends, Accept No Imposters[chorus]Uh, The Un-american Idol, Tower Like The EiffelLean Wit It, Rock Wit It, Back Like The DisciplesKnow When To Use A Bible, And When To Use A RifleYou Rap Like You Should Be On The Back Of A MotorcycleCaught A Case Of Robbery, And 'beat It' Like MichaelYour Career Is A Typo, Mine Was Written Like A HaikuI Write To 'do The Right Thing' Like Spike DoDo Crime Fixed Is Crucial And Trauma Is Psycho[chorus]La, La, La, La, La, La, La-laLa, La, La, La, La, LaLa, La, La, La, La, La, LaLa, La, La, La, La, La, LaWe're Coming From The...hey!*scratches*.. Spice It Up (la, La , La..)Ya Might Have To Spice It UpSpice It Up, Spice It Up,Take Your Life And...Yo, We're Coming From The...hey!We're Coming From The...hey!...and This Concludes Our Chicago ShowPlease Stay Tuned
