Food, The - (live) Lyrics - Be - Common

[Dave Chappelle] 

Tonight's musical guest 

Two of Chicago's Finest emcees! 

Give it up for Common and Kanye West! 

"It's Common Sense!" 

[Intro - Common] 

Yeah! "Common Sense!" - {*scratched*} 

It's Common Sense! With Kanye West! 

On the Dave Chappelle Show! 

Everybody gotta eat right? 

It's the food baby! 

[Chorus - Kanye West] 

I walked in the crib, got two kids 

And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!) 

So I had to did, what I had to did 

Cause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!) 

I'm up all night, getting my money right 

Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!) 

Now the money coming slow, but a least a - know 

Slow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!) 

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[Verse - Common] 

You love to hear the story, again and again 

About these young brothers, from the City of Wind 

Like juice and gin, in the city we blend 

Amongst the hustle, titties and skin, fifties and rims 

Y'all know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed 

Heartless females that wanna ride in em 

Felt the southside venom in raw hides and denim 

Pimp minds collide wit em, a system that tries victims 

We living in, my man in the fast lane pivoting 

On the block white is selling like Eminem 

On the block it "Jump Off" like Kim and them 

On the block it's hot, you can feel it, in your skin and then 

Shorties get the game but no instructions to assembling 

Eyes bright, it seems like the fight is dimming them 

Call my man cuzo, like I'm kin to him 

He trying to stay straight, the streets is bending him 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse - Common] 

It's all good in the hood, like raps and gems 

Throwbacks and Timbs, blacks and rims 

Whether on ball courts, attires of all sorts 

We never fall short, wit us it's Our Force like And 1's 

Some waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is over for 

Cats is colder than four below, wit self I go toe to toe 

Wondering if it's for the art or for the doe 

Though I know to grow a - gotta learn to let go 

Though I know the doe I got to bring back to the ghetto 

Arrows on Terot cards pointing to the grind 

Po' livin in more prisons, pointing to my mind, shine the light up 

Clench my fists tight, holding the right up 

Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter 

Situations, and jobs get tighter 

My man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon! 

[Chorus] 

[Bridge - Kanye West] 

I - I know I could make it right 

If I could just swallow my pride 

But I can't run away or put my - away 

You can't front on me 

I - no I can't let it ride 

No no not tonight 

See I can't run away or put my - away 

You can't front on me 

[*applause*]