(feat. Kanye West) 
[Dave Chappelle] 
Tonight's musical guest 
Two 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 kids 
And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!) 
So I had to did, what I had to did 
Cause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!) 
I'm up all night, getting my money right 
Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!) 
Now the money coming slow, but a least a - know 
Slow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!) 
 
[Verse - Common] 
You love to hear the story, again and again 
About these young brothers, from the City of Wind 
Like juice and gin, in the city we blend 
Amongst the hustle, titties and skin, fifties and rims 
Y'all know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed 
Heartless females that wanna ride in em 
Felt the southside venom in raw hides and denim 
Pimp minds collide wit em, a system that tries victims 
We living in, my man in the fast lane pivoting 
On the block white is selling like Eminem 
On the block it "Jump Off" like Kim and them 
On the block it's hot, you can feel it, in your skin and then 
Shorties get the game but no instructions to assembling 
Eyes bright, it seems like the fight is dimming them 
Call my man cuzo, like I'm kin to him 
He trying to stay straight, the streets is bending him 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Verse - Common] 
It's all good in the hood, like raps and gems 
Throwbacks and Timbs, blacks and rims 
Whether on ball courts, attires of all sorts 
We never fall short, wit us it's Our Force like And 1's 
Some waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is over for 
Cats is colder than four below, wit self I go toe to toe 
Wondering if it's for the art or for the doe 
Though I know to grow a - gotta learn to let go 
Though I know the doe I got to bring back to the ghetto 
Arrows on Terot cards pointing to the grind 
Po' livin in more prisons, pointing to my mind, shine the light up 
Clench my fists tight, holding the right up 
Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter 
Situations, and jobs get tighter 
My man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon! 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Bridge - Kanye West] 
I - I know I could make it right 
If I could just swallow my pride 
But I can't run away or put my - away 
You can't front on me 
I - no I can't let it ride 
No no not tonight 
See I can't run away or put my - away 
You can't front on me 
 
[applause] |