Kanye West

[ti:Kanye West] [ar:Common] [al:Be] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Kanye West - Common Yeah it's been a long time comin' But you know what they say kanye Slow motion better than no motion I walked in the crib got 2 kids And my baby momma late uh oh uh oh uh oh So I had to did what I had to did 'Cause I had to give do-ough do-ough do-ough I'm up all night getting my money right Until the blue and whites popo popo popo Now the money coming slow but at least a know Slow motion better than no-oh no-oh no-oh 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 spreewells And trucks that's detailed Heartless females that wanna ride in em Felt the southside in them with raw hides and denim Bent minds collide with them A system that tries victims we living in My man in the fast lane pivoting On the block selling like m & m On the block get jump off like kiming On the block is how you can feel it in your skin-nin-nin Shorties get the game with no instructions of asembling Odds right it seems like the fight is diming Call my man 'cause in like I'm kin to him He trying to stay straight the streets is bending him I walked in the crib got 2 kids And my baby momma late uh oh uh oh uh oh So I had to did what I had to did 'Cause I had to give do-ough do-ough do-ough Yo I'm up all night getting my money right Until the blue and whites popo popo popo Now the money coming slow but at least a know Slow motion better than no-oh no-oh no-oh It's all good in the hood like rats and gyms Thowbacks and tims blacks and rims Whether on ball courts Attires are ball shorts We never fall short With us it's all force like air ones Some wave some air guns The day of the fair ones it's over for Cats is colder than four below what's up I go toe to toe Wondering if it's for the art or for the dough Though I know to grow a gotta learn to let go Though I know the dough I gotta bring back to the ghetto Aeros or tarot cards pointing to the grind Po living and mo prisons pointing to my mind Shine the light up Clench my fists tight and holding it right up Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter Situations the jaws get tighter My man trying to get his way to higher I walked in the crib got 2 kids And my baby momma late uh oh uh oh uh oh So I had to did what I had to did 'Cause I had to give do-ough do-ough do-ough I'm up all night getting my money right Until the blue and whites popo popo popo Now the money coming slow but at least a know Slow motion better than no-oh no-oh no-oh I I know I could make it right If I can just swallow my pride But I can't run away or put my gun 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 gun away You can't front on me I break bread with Thieves and pastors og's and masters Emcees and actors that cease and capture Moments like a camcorder You ain't killing it yo that's manslaughter Though paper can't change a mans aura It can feed a mans daughter I stand for the blue collar On the side making a few dollars Lights say I'm jacked they manuver through drama like I I know I could make it right If I can just swallow my pride But I can't run away or put my gun 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 gun away You can't front on me I I know I could make it right If I can just swallow my pride But I can't run away or put my gun 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 gun away You can't front on me