Play Dis (remix) Lyrics - Common Sense

INTRO: (Saukrates) [Common] 

Word up, Saukrates in the house [yeah, yeah] 

'Bout to turn it all out again 

Y'all niggas check my shit out, word up 

check me out [check that shit out] 

[Saukrates] 

Amazed dudes to wack crews 

Lay it down 

Kids could never walk a mile in my shoes 

Shorties clockin' me 

Always be coming in the two 

From the north 

I'm bringing you tracks and good news 

My debut was real to the blind industry minds 

Who never had the time 

Now kids press rewind to the top 

But legally I gotta show love 

Call me A, B and C, answers D 

All of the above 

I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper real for stacks 

Leaving kids no headroom like Max 

Try to react, but you were never clam 

And never could kick a verse 

When worse come to worse I'm better 

Shine like genuine rhine, and black patented leather 

On half naked honeys who forgot about the weather 

Fuck an exhibition, and warm up scrimmage 

Shoot more words that Macho Man spit gism in the village 

CHORUS: [Common Sense] (Saukrates) 

[Play dis], (play dis) 

[Play dis], (play dis) 

[Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis) 

[Play dis], (play dis) 

[Play dis], (play dis) 

[Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis) 

[Common Sense] 

Stimulated by a tree and drama 

I advanced on a branch of respect and honor 

A patient of the Ill state 

Sittin' in trauma, never been one to side with hama 

For Armageddon, I'm getting armed plus armor 

The comma of matter on the rise like a tip 

In the southside diner 

Your preference to the book that likes to pack humid 

To it I react, by staying strapped with the mack and courage 

Parallel to a carrousel of murders 

I prefer to make a life than take a life 

Stopped at a street called Wise and made a right 

Sort of how I play my broads, just how I play the mic 

First I cuff it, then finger fuck it 

Check it something rugged, other niggas be reluctant 

To touch it after me 

Passively they strike, never matching me 

Rapidly, don't placidly 

I fabricate the verbal tapestry 

Tap the keg of you conscious 

Navigate niggas like Farrhakan with a compass 

CHORUS 

[Saukrates] 

Kids setting their watches 5 minutes fast to stay on top of time 

But I'm already 10 minutes away 

Nigga, play what you want to play, he say she say 

But Saukrates got the buttas in T dot O dot today 

[Common] 

Slowly but surely I pour the lyric into the glass of your mind 

My rhyming will be the diamond that will cut through 

Lines say but you to do, you don't know what to 

Got wisdom like a tooth 

Incidentally I get buck too 

Didn't get my jest, so I just had to do it 

My mic or your mic, come on no congruent 

Seen broads be brew to me, be jubilee 

On my neck be hot jewelry 

My old man be schooling me 

For sho' I rock good, cats claim this hood and that hood 

Black man, your hood is the universe 

On this Earth, you were first through the worse 

My crew could hearse 

Used to go up stairs and we went through the purse 

I don't curse around juniors 

Spread live like rumors 

Niggas loved my tape, but how many were consumers? 

[Saukrates] 

Shout out to honeys working them hourglass hips 

Stay soprano, reading surano 

Dramatic episodes, yo Common 

Let me play with niggas brains like clay kits 

When I rock stage hits 

Skip the rumors and lies 

So you're under the stairs 

When I drop my hip-hop, you'll be some Maytag repairmen 

And flip flop the fake, who thought the scored 

And half-assed niggas sending you back to drawing boards 

To deliver the real shit, at least we'll spit on you mic 

I'm versatile like a plate of real grits 

CHORUS 2X 

[Common] talking behind chorus 

This is how we bust that shit out 

Yeah, yeah 

Father time, check it out 

We the fathers, y'all know what time it is 

You better watch the clock, use your mind 

Check it out, yes two brothers need to rhyme 

[Common] 

Never eat swine, we don't want it on our pizza 

Just cheese, checkered MCs 

They better just freeze, niggas stop please 

What goes on? 

Check it out, they bumble like bees 

No I ain't a killer 

I'm the nigga that don't drink Miller 

I like Heineken, it's sort of like my vitamin 

I gotta rhyme, because I got a big mouth 

Where I come from, what, what 

I side with the Southside 

Niggas be outside with they hat cocked 

I'm telling you, check it out 

I rock the black block 

I rock the black blocks all over 

Call over on some ill shit, yeah 

My niggas Sauk come to do it 

Yo we got to get into it 

Check it out, this is how I blew it 

Right here, now yeah, yeah 

(Peace out, T dot, O dot) 

[It's that ol' adlib shit] 

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