Common - The Remedy Lyrics
The remedyCommon featuring q-tipYo, we all got different things that we got to deal with. we always areTryingTo put the blame on something else rather than sometimes looking atOurselves, recognizing a lot of the stuff that happens, sometimes it has to doWith other things...but if we look within ourselves, we could prevent a lot ofThis nonsense sometimes, yknow. its aboutRelating back to the essence yknow what Im sayin, where it all stems from.Im-a do myThing over this drum, like a native tongue.Verse one q-tip:Do what you will, if you feel that your steeze is realComplicated with the skills over reel to reelBrown skin is what I feel, my mind and bodys appealIs to the no-frill mills, who hear the beats to chillConstantly, Im hearing black americans just sneeringLooking for a leader who can fill us up with etherHitting us up with great emotional chatAbout the factThat the blackIs constantly held backLike 50 tracks back in a relay raceAnd the white teams aheadSo lets keep up the paceAnd I be needing something that could feed my logical tasteAt the end of the race is there a paradise place?Yo, we cant get involved in what the next man is doingMaterial gain we put too much in persuingYo duke, I need this dope so we can step to this partyBut we can all mardi gratiMinus that shit in our bodyWhat that got to do with thatcause kid thats the essence,Your physical presenceEmbodies every lessonYou cant run the rolls royce if the engine is busted.Cant even life the knife to cut the mustard.What we need to do firstNow listen to this verseLets concentrate on our spiritual plate.Recognize your existence in this vast blue spaceFrom a tiny cloud of bloodTo the human beings with taste, sight, touch, smellAnd soundLets deem it profound!And prioritize this cause it was allahs wishAllah? Im godNo I ddont believe that. thats a mysteryIf God is so good why does shit be happening to me?Theres divinity withinBecause we come from the divineA force thats not seen but yo we feel it every timeWhen the wind blows, and the earth turns,And the rain drops, and the babies cryAnd the birds fly, and the grounds quake,And the stars gleam, yoSo many things are evidence of its existenceWhat we need to do is link it with persistence,Hear me out, yoOnce we recognize that, we can move aheadNative tongues, common sense yo hes hip-hop bred...Common:From the spiritual world my former life has developedFirst person I lost close to me was stellaSome of my mellowsLost their mothers and their brothersFor them I feel empathyBut I aint pouring out *****in hennesseeI pour my heart out when I see dot out on the deckKnowing two weeks ago he slapped-boxed with deathI hear of niggas dying in the wind and on the newsBut when its somebody you know it hits youAnd emotions get bruisedI aint been in your shoes,I wont judge you for knockingBecause the spirit of the ghetto says you gotta!They snatch you again from rock flippinGive back into the neighborhood, you better start kickinStickin storesOn the stripIm tired of arabs giving me my change backDevil bomb my yesterdayMy tomorrow he never gave backI lay back, looking at the ceilingWondering what can I doSo my homie wont have to be dealingNot cause you serving and Im rapping Im betterJust different pieces to the puzzle of black lifeThat we gotta put together, to better ourselvesCause families we gotta raiseNo matter how long the moneyShorter become the daysMen become like womenAnd no difference in the seasonIf you got popped five timesYou breathing for a reasonLets put this five, ten year come-up plan in progressionBefore we count our papersCount our blessings
