COMMON – HEAT

Lyrics

[Common]
Yeah, one two..
Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee?
Where ya at? (Yeah!)
(Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that shit) what?
(You say you got ones, then bring that shit
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT
Yeah, one two..
Bout to spit that, HOT SHIT
Huh.. whoo! Yeah..
Turn it down nigga, HOT SHIT
Yeah.. (oooh)
Messenger in the Metropolis; +Apocalypse+ here and +Now+
Niggaz know the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I appear in clouds on some heaven to earth shit
Fake niggaz drown the deeper the verse gets
Deep as a skinny girl's cunt - I surface with the purpose
to let y'all niggaz know the demo
Voice is a instrument that's monumental
You couldn't fuck with the style if you was a nympho
Raised in the temple of Chi, taught to look into the eye
I identify with dobbs and weaves, and niggaz makin moves
that bob and weave, and niggaz with jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I lecture how I got God but don't got religion
Got a clip for these niggaz on the net, sellin my shit
Let's just say you Ramone and I'm Spit
In a habitat of Cadillacs and battle raps
and people that travel at the speed of need
Never agree with the ways of the world
Cats say anything - like they say to they girl
How you bringin it when you sit indian style?
Niggaz know me as Com it's time hear me go wild
with HOT SHIT, yeah..
HOT SHIT, yeah, one two..
Came to bring it boy
(You say you got guns, then bring that shit
You say you got ones, then bring that shit
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT
What? No doubt.. HOT SHIT!
[Common]
Old men see visions young men dream dreams
I rock the planet - recognize - I'm the C.R.E.A.M.
Com Rules Everything and everything is
How yo' man pullin yo' weight - he ain't carryin his
Scary the biz is like "The Blair Witch Project"
Experiment in rooms on some bare bitch project
State senators, life twirls, most sell out
- like a dread with a white girl
You want me to cypher with you and the Gods?
I just did a show - I'm pursuin these broads
Everyone I ain't tryin to fuck
Wanna feel female presence and conversation a touch
You'll get split like a date that's dutch scuffed and scraped up
Taped up for tryin to say what - ever you was about to say
You rap like a nigga that's about to spray
Get a mouth shot, for openin your mouth to say
feel my heat in the night - it leaves you without the day
What I write is a passage for niggaz to travel through
Before defeatin me - Joe, you better battle you
I tap into my own zone like it's my home phone
Turn the cell off and let my dome roam
Shame I gotta do white labels to keep my life stable
I write fatal bringin niggaz to life
A wise man came in the thick of the night
He said BRING THAT SHIT when you pick up the mic
I said, "What shit?"
He said HOT SHIT, hot shit, hot shit
(You say you got guns, then bring that shit) uhhh
(You say you got ones, then bring that shit
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) uhh
(me and my man, see we known to spit this) HOT SHIT
Hot shit, yeah, yeah, uhh
What we spit Jay? (Throw it down nigga)
HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT.. yeah, boy (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT.. out
HOT..

Paroles (Traduction)

[Commun]
Ouais, un deux..
Ouais, où est mon gars Jay Dee?
Où es-tu? (Ouais!)
(Oooh, tu dis que tu as des armes, alors ramène ça) quoi?
(Tu dis que tu as des billets, alors ramène ça
parce que tu as besoin de beaucoup plus de billets et d'armes pour ça) quoi?
(pour que mon gars voie on est sur le point de cracher du) TRUC CHAUD
Ouais, un deux..
Sur le point de cracher ça, TRUC CHAUD
Huh.. whoo! Ouais..
Baisse le son mec, TRUC CHAUD
Ouais.. (oooh)
Messager dans la métropole ; +Apocalypse+ ici et +Maintenant+
Les gars connaissent le truc, donc ils ne s'approchent pas du style
J'apparais dans les nuages avec un truc du ciel à la terre
Les faux gars se noient plus profondément le verset devient
Profond comme le vagin d'une fille mince - je remonte à la surface avec pour but
de vous faire savoir les gars le démo
La voix est un instrument monumental
Tu ne pourrais pas rivaliser avec le style même si tu étais nymphomane
Élevé dans le temple de Chi, j'ai appris à regarder dans les yeux
Je m'identifie avec les esquives et les tresses, et les gars qui bougent
qui esquivent et tressent, et les gars avec des boulots vendent de l'herbe à côté
Je me nourris de la faim qu'un clochard ou un enfant abandonné ressent
bizarre, comme Marv Albert, en tenues, par Chaka Givens
J'explique comment j'ai Dieu mais je n'ai pas de religion
J'ai une cartouche pour ces gars sur le net, vendant ma merde
Disons simplement que tu es Ramone et je suis Spit
Dans un habitat de Cadillac et de battles de rap
et des gens qui voyagent à la vitesse du besoin
Jamais d'accord avec les façons du monde
Les gars disent n'

Thématique Balade

Style Rap

Keywords Décapotable, Nouvel album

Entités normées Common, Karriem Riggins