The 6th Sense Lyric Common LIKE WATER FOR CHOCOLATE

The revolution will not be televised
The revolution
is here
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see
clear
It's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'all
Yeah, check it, yo


The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels
It's unseen or
heard, a king with words
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams
deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the scene occured
Some say I'm too
deep, I'm in too deep to sleep
Through me, Muhammed will forever speak

Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes
Where a man is
determined by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young
cats
with cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear
Under the Fubu
is a guru, that's untapped
Want to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lap

Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back
You tripping with
nowhere to unpack, forgot that

Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier with
variations):

'This is rap for real, something you feel'
'And you
know, yes you know'
'Rap for the black people'
'Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy'


In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries
Inspiration when
I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth, across the table from
corporate lies
Immortilized by the realness I bring to it
If revolution
had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to
it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my
shell, never knew what the divine would bring to it
I'd be lying if I said I
didn't want millions
More than money saved, I wanna save children

Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man drawn off of
simplicity
Reality is frisking me
This industry will make you lose
intensity
The Common Sense in me remembers the basement
I'm Morpheus in
this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit

Chorus

Somedays I take
the L to gel with the real world
Got on at 87th, stopped by this little girl

She recited raps, I forgot where they was from
In 'em, she was saying
how she made brothers cum
I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has
affected
How many dead folks this art resurrected
How many nations this
culture connected
Who am I to judge one's perspective?
Though some of
that shit y'all pop true it, I ain't relating
If I don't like it, I don't
like it, that don't mean that I'm hating
I just want to innovate and
stimulate minds
Travel the world and penetrate the times
Escape through
rhythms in search of peace and wisdom
Raps are smoke signals letting the
streets know I'm with 'em
For now I appreciate this moment in time
Ball
players and actors be knowing my rhymes, it's like

Chorus til
fade

 

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