Texty:
Common Sense Heat

[Common] Yeah, one two.. Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee? Where ya at? (Yeah!) (Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that shit) what? (You say you got

check it It's like c'mon y'all get live get down Common Sense is in your town I said c'mon y'all get live get down Common sense is in your town Verse

I'm bringing out the worst in you It was never my intention to That was just unfair to do Salt in my wounds Getting burned up with the negative heat

you come my way Come my way See the day, oh no [Common] We let the rhythm go Common Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em Common Sense will spin 'em check

hustle I'm a product of environment The game done changed So I've been forced into retirement But I make moves and I paid dues And I got common sense

drama I bucks givin a fuck and high off marihuana Sendin your body through some muthafuckin trauma I can dump the damn body you can scream for mama Common sense

but no one cares that a record sounds better cause you just can't buy them so it just doesn't matter at all and that's common sense

hither stare That strips my conscience bare, it's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it, the heat is too intense for it What good would common sense

billionaire In war clothes blastin' as I blast led through Your Versace wardrobe What, motherfuckers Slammin MC's on cement, ugh Common Sense, Common's tellin ya Picture a king with heater