เนื้อเพลง Sweet - Common

You know they be asking 'bout Common, where he at?
I'm doing what I do, hip hop, thats what I do
Yeah

How can I say this, f*ck it I'm the greatest
I am the A-list for all these great debaters
A lot of ya'll nah nah, forgot na, who I am
The '87 n*gga used to rah rah in the jam
Ow yeah, we put them things in the air
When I drop a single, it's really like a pair
Of Air Jordans, important to the culture
If you aint true to it, callate la boca
Get my drink on like a coaster
Post up on a wall, a mic, used to live off
Hip Hop Master cleanse, I'mma get my sh*t off
Rollin' in a Maserati Gran with the lid off
I bit off like a monster, live n*gga this is my encore
Encore, encore, I rhyme for the commoners
My name synonymous with prominence
I'm to hip hop what Obama is to politics
Common is

Yeah, man, y'all n*ggas man, you soft muthf*ckers
Yeah my man, muthafcker
Then come around my crib
You know where I'm from
Some hoes ass n*ggas
Singing all around me man, la la la
You aint muthaf*cking Frank Sinatra
Uh, lil b*tch
Yeah, this the raw right here
Yeah this the raw right here n*gga
Sweet muthaf*ckas
Sweet ass b*tch muthaf*cka

Wa da da da, wa dada dada da
The C-O double-M O-N, I'm not playin'
Da da man at work, I make my own lane
I'm the franchise so I rock my own chain
No I. said give 'em that 80's c*caine
Somethin' raw, something pure so I stayed in that vain
The hero that he know, that he cold
like winters below in the Geo, wipe ya feet off in the Regal
I'm king, observe the throne and the dream
I have it, supreme like mathematics
Yeah, I rep the fresh air for you asthmatic rap addicts
Pro black magic, this is semi-automatic
Rap we won't jam in traffic
The game need direction, I'm here to map it
Uh, some people say that they be missing creativity
But when it come to hip hop, it begins and it's with me
Sweet

You know man, you should know where I come from
You should know who I am n*gga
You should never wanna go against me
You know man, you too soft for that man
I be seeing you man, I see it in your eyes man
You aint the type of n*gga to go against me
You get in my presence you gon' feel like a little hoe
You aint a man yet, you tryna be somebody else
Man, be yourself man, you come around my crib, you get your sh*t took
Huh, wherever you go, you probably be overseas in Europe and get yo sh*t took
You's a hoe, you know you sweet
Aint nothing you can do man, people see that man
Broads be seeing you sweet
Done wit' you muthaf*ckas, it's over for you
It's over for you? It's over, sweet muthaf*cka