Don't Come My Way

Common

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    [Common]
    Yeah yeah
    You know, Slick, why do he wanna come crib
    Acting like he know how the brothers live?
    We have to let 'em know
    We have to let 'em know
    Heeeeere we go

    Behold a pair of white horses on the Death Wish course
    Been watching MTV, reading articles in The Source
    Lost on the other side of the river
    Where death approaches the livest nigga
    I wonder why this wigga
    Would even come around my tilt
    With grandmothers cry, uncles get high, and cats get pealed
    My guys will deal with him, he got no rhythm
    So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction
    Hoe work and day oppression
    Turn up the bass and let the system thump
    So my neighbors won't hear the sparks as the lead gets pumped
    Its a pre-(?) agreement in the cement jungle
    Kill each other over money and white boys for fun

    [Female Singer]
    Don't come my way
    Hawks feel the day
    Things don't change, oh no
    Don't you come my way
    Come my way
    See the day, oh no

    [Slick Rick]
    Little family so a junky living act as
    Started smoking crack to fill the void within my black ass
    1999, rolling as some broke cat
    These white kids asking questions
    about where to buy some coke at
    Kinda shock a dude, Ruler turn a sucker to
    Show 'em where these cats at, maybe earn a rock or two
    Retarded, not knowing the kid hardest trife
    Kill 'em, asswipes, I'll have a new start in my life
    Till the drug lord knock upon their (?)
    Disprespected, "Washed up rapper, what the fuck you
    want?"
    The often asked, I could see others laugh
    I got my man he wanna a buy a half a ki off your ass
    Scolding 'em, sleeping and sold on 'em
    Gimme the cash,
    let me flash it through this peephole on 'em (Check it out)
    He got hyped quick, pursued in the tight crib
    Emptied on their asses, including the white kids

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    [Female Singer]
    Don't come my way
    Hawks feel the day
    Things don't change, oh no
    Don't you come my way
    Come my way
    See the day, oh no

    [Common]
    Yo, How'd dude go cop a brick when he ain't got the loot
    Ricky D, get the heat and 'Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute"
    This wigga gots no heart from his Iowa start

    [Slick Rick]
    And a Section 8 cat, he don't want any part
    I put two in there, ruin their, pursuing their souvenir
    Nigga, what the fuck is that white behind DOING here?
    Won't you say you wanted to slug 'em
    "If your not here for the cable or the (?) ya BUGGIN"

    [Common]
    Lights flooded the scene, there was blood and si-reens
    (sirens)
    The cops shot the brother, I still hear him scream
    Black mans reality, white mans bad dream
    Familiar scene from the Ickeys to the Brady Green
    Its pissy hallways, broke elevators always (ya know)
    Ain't no place for our children to play
    I try to go out in the summer and be feeling the day
    These broke and stupid niggas, yo they still in the way

    [Slick Rick]
    One of the mightiest slang, and plus the night is young
    I got long term money draining ideas from
    Since they far, I'll find your brown sweetheart
    Just being white your like golden goose around these parts
    Hey retard, better hurry in, my name is Father Marion
    I'll hold that American Express card your carrying
    Put your nose up, don't, shut up, provoking and woke up
    First where do you live, how much money your folks got?

    [Female Singer]
    Don't come my way
    Hawks feel the day
    Things don't change, oh no
    Don't you come my way
    Come my way
    See the day, oh no
    Don't come my way
    Hawks feel the day
    Things don't change, oh no
    Don't you come my way
    Come my way
    See the day, oh no

    [Common]
    We let the rhythm go
    Common Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em
    Common Sense will spin 'em check it out
    I guess I did 'em where they should to be done
    Ain't nothing new about the wonder rap son
    Closed styles like captions yo its time for some action
    Man, I get bread, niggas get me sled
    When I come up off their head, it was said
    For that, yo, it's like this
    Common Sense'll strike this, mic this
    Just like some punchlines
    How niggas follow me like one time
    Everybody love me like the sunshine
    Combine, ain't that you never knew of
    Niggas say one but I've got two loves
    Check it out, now how I do love...

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