Common Dust Lyrics - Organix - The Roots

Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust (8x) 

Chorus: black thought (4x) 

It's common dust y'all, and you don't stop 

For you to trust y'all, with real hip-hop 

[black thought] 

Thought be the? of the styles of speech 

A dusty head brother mighta saw the bleach 

Teach I aims not, just to talk my sense 

Damn I gives not, 'bout the consequence 

Funk the stylistics, and jazz the vibe 

Laughs at e-tudes cause I'm stayin alive 

Time I grips not, so it limps along 

Dust you, collect if you digs my song 

Paids and black braids what I aims to ease 

Connection l-7 throwin out the breeze 

Cool breeze to blow up cause I bust the shit 

I'm just a sun child rollin in a dustin ship 

It's like that y'all 

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[kid crumbs] 

Thought's a black miss you wanna catch the crumbs 

When I hums a fat song, with derelicts and bums 

Smoke gems with the folk from the cellar when they come 

Mouth be like cotton, got sticks of gum 

Common spear-a-mint, it's like sense is dust 

Accumulation much cause naps I got nuff 

Funk feeds the dome see the trees they wanna rise 

Out sprouts the?, free to vocalize 

Old school highs I got, for your eyes 

Circulize never even though we lock together 

Ask the set I'm clever cause I'm severed and I'm pooped 

But anyway the wind blows, the dust you gotta go 

Chorus 

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[kid crumbs] 

It's like crumbs stay at a mic, comes to and from the ashes 

Pass the what kid? l-7, we massive 

Jazz the funk, slow-be-poke, baby she be glass 

Puff the stuff you have now I recline and make you laugh 

Roots can boost knot and off the docks I rocked your riches 

The edgar shit is locked, that's, if the force is with us 

Yeah, deeps pon the streets I reach, be the sound 

A pouch full of ouch, soon the freaks is freakin out, uhh 

Threes that make you shout, 'bout, ruckus on the corner 

Black,? uest and rubber, we did it in the summer 

Now the po' folk is near, they say I'm not a square 

But when the circle's root, black see if I'll be there 

It's like that y'all 

[black thought] 

Dig it, cool for me I'm glad when I springs from pad 

To those with mad dust I be just a lad 

Rock me rocks not cause my thoughts is black 

Sports the a-di-das plus my proton pack 

Accumulatin dust as my trail mix crush 

Digs the naturale, baby flush the blush 

Yeah, when it roams, find your way back home 

And dig it with the kids with the dust-y dome 

Soon your zigs roam when you brooms the scene 

Dust you gots not, cause your rooms is clean 

Trust I knows much cause I blows the horn 

It's common dust y'all, you go on and on 

Chorus w/ variations to end