A Penny for My Thoughts

[Intro] "Friends, Romans, Countrymen ... lend me a dollar! Ahh-ha!" "How much? A dollar." "One dollar..." "I got your money. I got your poor, measly..." "One dollar..." "Can I borrow a dollar?" "Nigga you ain't shit. You wasn't shit when you was here! I seen you do that shit all that's the same shit you was doin' 'round the poolroom, nigga. It ain't nothin'. Let me have a dollar." "Can I have a dolla? One dolla." "One dollar..." "How much? A dollar." "One dollar..." "One beer? Man you gotta give me a dollar for a beer." [Twilite Tone] Check this out One time, steps a man Common Sense and the UnAmerican Caravan The true b-boys, dem dere and we in here Yeah, ya know, from the Southside of Chicago And we don't front Who me? I am Twilite Tone Babylon dread, Bumstead, and we come like DIS [Verse 1: Common] This the start of something big Methink I knows ya gonna dig it It's time to plant the seed Hip-Hop's the tree and I'mma fig it Figure it out, the mic, I'm rippin it like a ligament Gimme a light a Bud Light, and shit'll get lit just like a cigarette I'm a b-boy so don't test me, many rappers don't impress me You try steppin into my city I'll, Snipe em like Wesley So you best be on your way, I'm doper than Marion Berry, hey Wake up everyday and make-up rhymes but I'm not Mary Kay Some say I'm dope as fuck, some label my rhymes incest My flex is kinda Mean Joe, so hey kid, catch These nuggets, these nuggets, these nugget ugget uggets With some peas and a hole in the bucket (cool, cool) Dear Liza, Minelli, I jam like jelly and I got Helly what, helly what, helly rhymes I can remember times when for a 40 I had to beg for bucks Nobody really gave a, so I had to beg for fucks Now what do niggas do when they got not food Skibbidy skap and busta bust a rap So I pick up the pen and then begin the thoughts to get to pumpin Hopin like all the people let me talk, let me say somethin Cause nothin for nothin leaves nothin, I got nuthin to lose I put, nuttin in my notes, I'm not your host when I got nuttin to use Dues gettin credited, now I debit my bank account Not on a blind date, could I see me taken out By some glutteus, glutteus, maximus, maximus I'm spas-ta-gis-a-mister-gis a mister-gis-ta-spas-ta-gis Spectacular, the papes I Count like Dracula You can't cut the rug, because you suck, MC Vacumn Up Rappers I stiff arm like Walter Payton Their ain't no way or half-step, and flex a rhyme like a bicep Some steps with concepts, but umm, WHO cares Not even the damn People Under the Stairs [Twilite Tone] Interruption, interruption True b-boys runnin shit Unamerican Caravan, beatin you down Den dere's de man who don't stop Yo Com, come back with some Sense, UHH [Verse 2: Common] Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, here I come, here I come (what?) A-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, here I come, here I come (yeah!) I'm comin around the mountain high as lower than a valley I'm the cat, from the alley, from the back, I'mma rally And tally up points, rolling joints, rising to the tops Somewhat of a playwright, cause like a stage I got props My crew's a strange brew, a drink a day'll keep the stink away We been through AA, but hey, what can I say? Say say say, what you want, but you'll pay the con-se-quences Cause Mister Common Sense is (yeah) Not gonna take it, so leave you better believe it Even if your name ain't Ripley, cause Ripley don't know diddley Hit me one time, two times, for the U-AYYY-C Heyyyyyy, but anyway I hit a skid, and I peel out like MC Eiht, damn I kill it Earn my money the old fashioned way - I steal it Stop thief in the temple, I hit em with a blow Somebody done stole my beeper but I'mma steal the show I'm throwing a Heidi Ho into a bro and tellin her Go for what you know bruh, the people before me go under Yo we gotta gotta get we gotta get we gotta get Gotta get, gotta gotta gotta get get over Somewhere over the rainbow, I'm still the same old same old Ringing around the collar, borrowing a dollar, check my balls Dirty drawers, see the kitty sucking titties Video watching lush from the city I'm the extra-terrestrial, rappers phone home cause they have to Them marks be callin', Ork, come in Ork, Nanu Nanu The perfect stranger, coming in to a, fuck a new land Cause Jeffrey where I was born, and see I'm only human Doin anything to make a buck, what the fuck I gotta Do what I gotta go (*echoes*)