Common - The Food Lyrics
(feat. Kanye West)[Dave Chappelle]Tonight's musical guestTwo of Chicago's Finest emcees!Give it up for Common and Kanye West!"It's Common Sense!"[Intro - Common]Yeah! "Common Sense!" - [scratched]It's Common Sense! With Kanye West!On the Dave Chappelle Show!Everybody gotta eat right?It's the food baby![Chorus - Kanye West]I walked in the crib, got two kidsAnd my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)So I had to did, what I had to didCause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!)I'm up all night, getting my money rightUntil the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!)Now the money coming slow, but a least a - knowSlow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!)[Verse - Common]You love to hear the story, again and againAbout these young brothers, from the City of WindLike juice and gin, in the city we blendAmongst the hustle, titties and skin, fifties and rimsY'all know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailedHeartless females that wanna ride in emFelt the southside venom in raw hides and denimPimp minds collide wit em, a system that tries victimsWe living in, my man in the fast lane pivotingOn the block white is selling like EminemOn the block it "Jump Off" like Kim and themOn the block it's hot, you can feel it, in your skin and thenShorties get the game but no instructions to assemblingEyes bright, it seems like the fight is dimming themCall my man cuzo, like I'm kin to himHe trying to stay straight, the streets is bending him[Chorus][Verse - Common]It's all good in the hood, like raps and gemsThrowbacks and Timbs, blacks and rimsWhether on ball courts, attires of all sortsWe never fall short, wit us it's Our Force like And 1'sSome waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is over forCats is colder than four below, wit self I go toe to toeWondering if it's for the art or for the doeThough I know to grow a - gotta learn to let goThough I know the doe I got to bring back to the ghettoArrows on Terot cards pointing to the grindPo' livin in more prisons, pointing to my mind, shine the light upClench my fists tight, holding the right upFreedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighterSituations, and jobs get tighterMy man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon![Chorus][Bridge - Kanye West]I - I know I could make it rightIf I could just swallow my prideBut I can't run away or put my - awayYou can't front on meI - no I can't let it rideNo no not tonightSee I can't run away or put my - awayYou can't front on me
