Real n*gga Quotes lyrics

by

Common


[Produced by Dug Infinite]

[Intro: Common]
Yo, yo, yeah, uh
One, two, one, two, one, two
Yo, I be the big Illinois
Here to build and destroy
I come on your deck, on your set
On your strip, through your borough
Rippin' any motherf*cker that step towards me
Yeah, I got power like Forbes, B
Yo, check it out, y'all

[Verse 1: Common]
Real n*gga quotes I tote
Got some sh*t on the free but this is sh*t that I wrote
Legendary like The Goat, who got game?
Give it a quarter rest while I make these quarter notes (Yeah!)
My album, n*ggas was expecting, now my water broke
Before it, I was sort of broke
Get the paper for the funnies (What?), sports and the horoscope
Order curry goat like Fluke Stokes order coke
You sharp with your rings and chain but you short of rope
At the end of the road trip still, I'mma hold sh*t down like syndrome
Rappers are like Fox Brown trying to get home
Barely get your touchdown, I'm in the end zone
You can't honor what I'm on, then b*tch n*gga get gone
f*ck the wind storm, my pen told the street folklore (What?)
Body language spoke raw
Don't talk to broads that are spoke for, that provoke war
Stand out like cold sores, claim you hard but you ho-core
George Bush and CIA you moving O's for (Yeah)
I write like Richard for publishing while you sold yours
[Chorus: Dug Infinite, Samples & Common]
Com got rhymes, Dug make beats
Sound complete, plus unique, the sh*t be sweet
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, hah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, yeah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, huh
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real (Yo, check it)
(Down on the real, r-real)

[Verse 2: Common]
Chicka-chicka-M chicka-C chicka-M am I
People call me Com and collective with perspective
I draw crowds, go off like car alarm sounds
Bomb like 'Nam sound, tell your b*tch to calm down
Must want to give me skull asking me to take my hat off
I'm ill, raps I spit as if I had a bad cough (*Coughing*)
This crank n*gga stole a style and ain't take the tag off
Playing yourself, you can't come with it, so you jack off
More heart than a artery, jones in my bones
To see thugs in harmony, it's gon' be some drama
You try to sit Com down, this ain't comedy
sh*t is real like a station property (What?), crew is forming colonies (Yeah)
Commonly, I hear these rats thinking they mahogany
On every rap hook, sounding like a dog to me
In a reservoir, I flow and go
On and on, like Erykah or etcetera
Designated not to make hits but hit home
Out of proportion, hit makers get blown
[Chorus: Dug Infinite, Sample & Common]
(It's on the real)
Com got rhymes, Dug make beats
Sound complete, plus unique, the sh*t be sweet
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, hah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, yeah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, huh
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real (Yo, yo)
(It's on the real)

[Verse 3: Common]
R&B studs kill me with they hardcore ballads
Love songs is violent, them n*ggas whole style is silent (Uh)
I hate to staple the singers together (What?)
But in my head it's been ringing forever
And a day if you grew up on Marvin Gaye
While all you singers booty this and freak me baby, it gets me
Emcees be insecure, like them little ho n*ggas immature wearing bobs
If I got a show in your town, I'm there with mob
Bukeing n*ggas and pulling broads is they apparent job
[Chorus: Dug Infinite & Sample]
(It's on the real)
Com got rhymes, Dug make beats
Sound complete, plus unique, the sh*t be sweet
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, hah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, yeah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, huh
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real
(Down on the real, r-real)
Com got rhymes, Dug make beats
Sound complete, plus unique, the sh*t be sweet, huh
(It's on the real)
When the sh*t be real
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, what
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, yeah
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real, huh
(It's on the real)
You know the sh*t be real
(Down on the real, r-real)

[Outro: Sample]
It's on the real
It's on the real
Don't front
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