作词 : Lonnie Rashid Lynn/Peter Phillips/Jorge Geraldo Amiden/Martin Luther King Jr.

作曲 : Lonnie Rashid Lynn/Peter Phillips/Jorge Geraldo Amiden/Martin Luther King Jr.

We do it now, oh yeah

Now, now, this time, every now and then I step to the now

We do it now, oh yeah

Now, this time, every now and then I step to the now

The holy matrimony of rap music is stony

On the mic, I'm nice, **** think that they know me

Meet you where you are, let God speak through these bars

Whether Rakim or Rashid, I guess the world is ours

Wrote eighteen letters to the rap gods

Hopin' I could be better, they said, "Find Forever"

I just wanna be, killers wanna swarm

The world is kinda jaded, I just keep willin' on

Like Packard or Smith, rap is a gift

I stay present 'cause I'm rappin it with

Truth to power

It's like the man who thought it was his time

But didn't know the day or the hour

Ain't no second guessing, this is the second resurrection

I write in that direction, striving towards perfection

In a land where the rivers flow, we've been blue indigo

If we gon' ball then it gotta be a give and go

I live to know the meaning of existence

I'm learning like Sha'Carri, so I can go the distance

Long nails in our bodies, they try to crucify us

Don't know if Lake Michigan can purify us

The outliers, southsiders

Tryin' to get rich without priors, get rich without dyin'

I admire young messiahs from the theories of the low end

Enter like the dragon, braggin' when I go in

We do it now, oh yeah

Now, now, this time, every now and then I step to the now

We do it now, oh yeah

Now, this time, every now and then I step to the now

The holy of holies, told me to speak soley

Truth when it's boldly, goldly for the lowly

Extoll thee and let my glow be the glory

My name is Common, though I tell a different story

I've been on the block with the wizards of the OZ's

Ten men tried to scarecrow me

But the OGs show me how to throw these

We used to watch 'em box in they Dobbs and they Fortis

While we was drinkin Old E'ase on down the road

Started to see gold like Kobe

I left the beef behind me, divinely, remotely

Yes men, acting like they no me

The road gets rocky, you ain't my Adrian, Brody

Piano lessons, they came from key players

I was barely rushin' then became Gale Sayers

I could see the lies, I could see the layers

I emcee with vibes, like I'm Roy Ayers

On the streets, I cross young boy saviors

What destroyed the player

The bullet or the favor?

I'm the Spike Lee Majors

Got six million ways to

Get our forty acres

As the Lord remake us, the owners

The ownus is on us

To take the four corners of the Earth and harvest its worth

I'm from the windy city where we blow trees to get our souls ease

Reality falls like gold leaves

We do it now, oh yeah

Now, now, this time, every now and then I step to the now

We do it now, oh yeah

Now, now, this time, every now and then I step to the now