Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Common Knowledge, artist - Blueprint. Album song Iron & Niacin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.08.2005
Record label: Weightless
Song language: English
Common Knowledge |
| Fo' sho'. |
| You know, we was talkin' |
| And we figured a lot of y’all motherfuckers love to skip steps |
| You know, y’all talk shit behind y’all soundscan. |
| Cat’s know man |
| I’m lookin' right now. |
| (That was a keeper!) You know what I’m sayin'? |
| It’s common knowledge man |
| This artform’s been exploited like my mother Africa |
| For years by my peers but I’m here to bring it back to her |
| Caught up in the essence so they label me a backpacker |
| A little off base, but here’s why it’s accurate |
| +My Uzi Weighs A Ton+ |
| Now ask yourself, «How else could he carry it?» |
| Plus he got the goodies for good times and merry men |
| Bring the party with him everywhere he is |
| I got lots of love for my boo that is |
| No love for them groupie dudes and stuck up chicks |
| And all them indie rock girls know what time it is |
| If they don’t they better ask Flava Flav |
| And I make sure my sound checks sounds best |
| I air lines/airlines in America throughout the SouthWest |
| Yeah I’m grounded but I gotta sound fly |
| That way my rap career’s never on standby |
| One battle and you’re through? |
| You’re supposed to flow |
| You ain’t tryin' to pay dues? |
| Like you supposed to blow |
| Keep droppin' the same album |
| You’re supposed to grow |
| Everyday is a challenge |
| You’re supposed to know |
| Y’all fools rap and I’m an illusion |
| Rap Wolverine, Hugh Jackman |
| I jack humans |
| So if you average about, rappin' about |
| Platinum clout, then I’ll just try to average it out |
| And prove that you’re hardly worthy |
| Bitch smack you harder than Charlie Murphy |
| Your verse is edible |
| Print and Ill Poetic will |
| Prove you just a silhouette of skill |
| Let’s build |
| Y’all went from bathroom stalls to chat room walls |
| You went from record stores to message boards |
| We makin', records that’ll get your chick movin' out her dresser drawers |
| Plus we killin' metaphors |
| So, when I rhyme |
| I gotta have a graph writer |
| Draw an chalk outline around your Alpine |
| Now it’s time |
| Treat the next rappers dick like a trampoline bitch |
| Use it to hop on mine |
| One battle and you’re through? |
| You’re supposed to flow |
| You ain’t tryin' to pay dues? |
| Like you supposed to blow |
| Keep droppin' the same album |
| You’re supposed to grow |
| Everyday is a challenge |
| You’re supposed to know |