Common Free Style

[Intro: Common]

Bring in the bass...

[Verse 1: Common]

Com Sense – what can I do? I build or destroy

Doin' what I can, 'cause ya see I be a B-boy

Takin' it to the future, I execute ya if I have to

You can stand still like a statue

Wonderin' "What's Going On?" like Marvin

I start to carve in my own spot

My man Roy will make it hot

But we say it's cold in the Go

The brother Common Sense never stop with the flow

My flow keeps goin' on and on, and

I like to do it 'cause I'm deep in them porns, and

I'm not the type to beat like that

But when it comes to the Empire, yo, I Strike Back

Yo, I like phat raps, I might be that type of sh––

What can I do? I like to spit

On the graves of those who never been a slave

Don't understand about the things, they misbehave

When they see the brother Com Sense through the door

Ask about the dreads, they ask about the flow

They ask about different questions –

Questions like brother Questlove

This is what I do, I suggest love

Too many, penny for your thoughts

Brother Com Sense – yo, I'm never takin' shorts

Ask too, I come through, just with my crew

With a little trees and a little bit of brew

But we can chill; I just came to feel

Brother James Poys' on the keys

What can I do? MCs they wanna freeze

When they see the brother Common Sense go against 'em

Yo, we got a system, we can break it down for Roy – Hargrove

Stars rove in the sky

I told you, I could say I'm from the Chi

But I'm from The Go

I keep it goin' and I never stop

Yo I'd like to do a show, go to a spot

Maybe the Vanguard and stand hard

With the brother right there on the horn

This is what I'm tellin' ya'll – my words are reborn

This is how it form, like an application

Playin' with yourself, boy, that's mental masturbation

This is what I'm doin', yo, I just passed the nation

This is what I'm askin' you, for an application

To come down; Com Sense got the sun sound

I run down different types of thoughts

It's like this is what I'm doin' 'cause I just got divorced

Somebody just said he coulda seen me in The Source

A long time ago, an 'Unsigned Hype'

I said, Com Sense, yo, I been strikin' mics

Since I was a shorty, used to drink 40's

Now I'm drinkin some type of water

And supportin' my daughter, ya'll

[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 2: Common]

Yo – my guy said it's like some 80's

This is for the ladies

Brothers go crazy

Check it out, I ain't lazy

With the style. Com Sense be from Stony Isle

The only child of Ann Brow

Hand down the thoughts

That's what she did a long time

Com Sense came in with the strong rhyme

I love to say my name, 'cause it's on my brain

What can I do? I ain't here to jest or entertain

I like to teach, if I gotta reach

Down from a brother from the window

Let the wind blow

From the brother Com Sense, always mental

Roy said "Get up on this instrumental"

The style so free, so I MC

Some call me Com, some call me Rashid

Down with E.B., you know how we do

Your rother Com Sense, ain't no Neo-Soul crew

It's the other type of stuff

Yo I'm housin' you, like the government, but you ain't lovin' it

Somebody want a covenant, said, "Cool, we can make it"

Com Sense doin' the style that's sort of sacred

[Instrumental Break]