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Common Knowledge (Prod. Blended Babies)

They say that if it works, don't fix it

Go against the law, might get a bit risky

No offense to y'all, but I feel a bit gifted

So I think my odds are about 50/50, crispy

O.K. Corral, we about to put it down

Take 10 and turn around, go and pull your pistols out but

What is this about, all these grenades and handguns

Magnús Ver Magnússon, strong set of hands, son

Talk, dark, handsome, holding y'all for ransom

Strong arm Lance so scared that he can't run

Cause when a man comes face to face with his fear

He gets weird, he can't hear, he can't see things clear

I be sincere, yes dear, guests here

Press gear, dress queers, fresh in my neck beard

Next year, net year, jet Lear, get near

Top tier, drop tears, no way not here

Cause there's no crying in baseball, and that's that

There'll always be a case call when Ash rap

Bars will take your face off, no cat scratch

Go ahead, ask wreck racks on racks, yeah that

For a pat on the back, after I black tackles

Fat on cat but I'm packed for my breath

Climb the ladder of success, skipping and missing a step

New edition of spittin', you should've listened to Flex

It's like...I try to tell them but they don't know

I try to tell them but they don't know

I try to tell them but they don't know, oh, noI try to tell them but they don't know

I try to tell them but they don't know

I try to tell them but they don't know, oh, no

Slick Dickies, no one can stay with me

Spit it out quick, as soon as the shit hits me

Kill swiftly, been ill since Stick Stickly

Double dip dibs, I dibble and bust quickies

Nifty little shit, I do it while dressed thrifty

Pricks just stiff, my stick is so shifty

Sick, Fred McGriff with the hits coming lefty

Used to be for free, now the seats never empty

It's elementary, yeah I heard it in assembly

Principal was telling me I'd better go ahead and read

Never be a better me, better off dead or me

Not really a better but I bettin' that I better be

Better with the rhetoric, set it up and let it rip

I Better forget it man, kid's a fucking lunatic

Looney Toon, lunar eclipse

Every blue moon, might see a few shooting strips

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