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Some information about Nag Champa Afrodisiac for the World Lyrics Title: Common Sense - Nag Champa Afrodisiac for the World lyrics Artist: Common Sense Album: Like Water For Chocolate Visitors: 8 visitors have visited Nag Champa Afrodisiac for the World Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Common] Yeah baby boy In the place (for you and yours) to be Da uh da uhwe got the uh ya ll We bout to rock ya llwe got the uh baby... Yo yo yo check it Excite-tingenlight-ninginvite-ting I m writin shit that I feel Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotionthe motion of Com Is like that of a oceandevotion cuz I m The EarthWindand Fire of hip hop By Rakim and Short I been inspired My shit knocks environ---ments of cats wit seventeen s tinttime is money The mind is funnyhow it s spent on gettin it It s sittin wit descendants of Abraham Who say the jam is "MoneyCashHoes" I went from bashful to asshole to international Lover-selfword to the mother on my last record cover it s felt Now deal wit it Chorus: Bilal I wanna get into it Let s do this I wanna see you move it So move it So let s just get into it Let s do this Can you feel the music? The music oh ahcan you feel the musicthe music [Common] Yo check it yo In this never-ending battle to please Niggasmagazine writersMC s Who request hot shitI freeze And tell em where I was rosewe always said cold Hold your Horses and ya Carriagesthis never-went-gold nigga Rocks shows care-less You not gon respect selfat least respect the heritage Affect the livesthe spread of wealth and the merit is I realize what I portray day to dayI gotta carry this And beatsrhymes and life is where the marriage is Had Dreams of Fuckin RB broadsit came true Journalist I wreckshared the same view Picked up a fallen angel on the path that I MC Familiar voicecome to find out the angel was me Some say "You changinRashid" Times arewe still close I rhyme faraway away away From what you accustomed to hearin everydayuh-ah You know the dope-choppingun-poppinhomies dyin I m amongst itsave the war stories for Private RyanINI Chorus [Common] Yo check it yo Women crychildren laughmen dance I refuse to lose self and try to win fans over Weight on my shoulder fluctuates like Oprah s My refrigerator poetry s magnetic like ultra You couldn t hang if you was a poster Posin like a bitch for exposure It s rumors of gay MC sjust don t come around me wit it You still rockin hickiesdon t let me find out he did it Got My Eyes on the TigerEyes on the Prize Eyes on the thighs of Mary J. Bligeimagin on how good the cat must be Stop eatin meatlost weightbut I still rap husky My verse depth is that of a baby s first step Or the old lady who died and the nurse wept I flow like cursive writinginvitin you and yours to my openess Shows allow me to cop Range/range like a vocalist But man does not live on bread alone What good is a Range/range when it s time to head home? Chorus 2x [Common] *during chorus on the second time* We be thatwe be that Afrodisiacdisiac We be thatwe be that Afrodisiacdisiac We be thatwe be that Afrodisiacdisiac We be thatwe be that Afrodisiacdisiac We be thatwe be that Afrodisiacdisiac We be thatwe be that Afrodisiacdisiac yeah Hottest songs from Common Sense : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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