《Sum Sh*t I Wrote》是Common演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《Resurrection》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Sum Sh*t I Wrote
- 所屬專輯：Resurrection
- 歌曲原唱：Common
- 發行日期：2017年10月20日
歌曲歌詞
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot
Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick it
What I need from you is understanding that I'm standing
On my own two down with my own crew
Toe cancer I'm bad to the bone too I'm prone to snap off
When I'm off that Cognac I can't hold back like a massouse
I get loose like a screw turned from left right to tight
When it's time for some action I get Red's Tonight's Da Night
An eye for an eye
A life for his wife
Dissected I'm on some hi tech s**t computers want to bite
Your style is Pascal
Mine is Basic and just instinct
I'm with the fam and ran scams
Me and Murray got up on big links
And if knowledge is the key
Goddammit I'm the locksmith
Started a missionary way on my life
The mic I rust like bostage
I switch styles like a channel with controls that are remote
Engage in a page
And with words I elope
Walking down the aisles with styles I freak the viles
Anti Nazi when I rocks like a Z 28
At any rate
Brothers gain interest because I loaned them microphones
They couldn't house the s**t so they had to rent to own
It's like that
Coming from the go rapper
I wanna bone Jada Pinkett and that h*e Patra
So keep on
And you don't
Now come on
Ah keep on
And you don't
Sometime when I'm alone in my room I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind I hear a wack a*s rhyme
And I catch Alz rhymers
Then forget it
I get charged
Like a n***a in position with the stolen card the credit
F**k flipping the script
The rap scene I'm trying to edit
My mellows call me Never
They be like Never's going to get it
Never's too much
I'm much too
I do justice to poetics
That's why cats be like F**k you
F**k you
F**k you
Other studs come through to see what I am up to
They be on the d**k of crew that be giving us sweet and buying us fruit
Like Kareem I got the hook up
Brothers look out because they look
Rest in peace to
Heavena
Washing tons of rappers like Booker
Tee told me You gotta get out of the crib
Get into the world
How you going to come off with the style that's thourough
It's like that
Keep on
Ha ha
It's like that
Keep on
My foundation is in black block of n***as that rock they hat cock
I'm real like a fight with my rap
Rappers I slapbox
Back I got my rap
Now get your glock out the black face
Got tall flavor with fat taste
The rat race is a rat race
Just cause you got Adidas with the fat laces and the fro don't make you hip hop
You sorry excuse for funk rap
Why is there so many cranks trying to rhyme
Yo funk that
The real s**t's starting to come back
The Go is where I'm from and where I'm at
Jack
I started eating cat when I was 10
Before dinner I was getting big dog like Glen Robinson
I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind
But comes a time when you gotta get off of that booty
The facts of life I didn't learn from watching Tootie
But living in the big city but I still like Tootie cause she got big titties
My style is steep
I write rhymes on the incline
Splat guts plus fat nuts and lay up like a crib line
I'm slamming
Jamming on the one
I'm a bad man
You're just a good son
Come on
