Invocation

Common Sense

Common:



Envisioning the hereafter listenin to Steve Wonder



On a Quest for Love like the Proceed drummer



I strike like lightning and don't need thunder



Inhale imagination and breathe wonder



That's your lady I used to run up in her and G weed from her



It's a cold world and niggaz need summer



At times my going forward seems like retreat



As I be writin rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats



Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets



There's a thin line between war and peace, whores and jeeps



Ignore MCs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pages



My third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagious



Redeemin the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon



I feel Mexican, hip hop is my garden



Don't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honor



It ain't that you sellin, it's your karma



Rappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grown



Poetically perform fly-bys, another rapper gone



The stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummy



Not for the money, I could have sampled Diana Ross a long time ago



My mind of flow is like motor key 20



Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twenty



Hollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a man



Flip drugs and get land, I can see my man Rashad



As he described how the bucks hit him



And said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit



him



This bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was comin



I said it's here



It's here(echoed)