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common - heat lyrics

f/ jaydee

[common]
yeah, one two.
yeah, where my n-gg- jay dee?
where ya at? (yeah!)
(oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that sh-t) what?
(you say you got ones, then bring that sh-t
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) hot sh-t
yeah, one two.
bout to spit that, hot sh-t
huh. whoo! yeah.
turn it down n-gg-, hot sh-t
yeah. (oooh)

messenger in the metropolis; +apocalypse+ here and +now+
n-gg-z know the ledge, so they don’t come near the style
i appear in clouds on some heaven to earth sh-t
fake n-gg-z drown the deeper the verse gets
deep as a skinny girl’s c-nt – i surface with the purpose
to let y’all n-gg-z know the demo
voice is a instrument that’s monumental
you couldn’t f-ck 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 n-gg-z makin moves
that bob and weave, and n-gg-z with jobs on the side sell weed
i feed off the hunger that a b-m 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 n-gg-z on the net, sellin my sh-t
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?
n-gg-z know me as com it’s time hear me go wild
with hot sh-t, yeah.
hot sh-t, yeah, one two.
came to bring it boy

(you say you got guns, then bring that sh-t
you say you got ones, then bring that sh-t
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) hot sh-t
what? no doubt. hot sh-t!

[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 b-tch 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 f-ck
wanna feel female presence and conversation a touch
you’ll get split like a date that’s dutch scuffed and scr-ped up
taped up for tryin to say what – ever you was about to say
you rap like a n-gg- 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 p-ssage for n-gg-z 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 n-gg-z to life
a wise man came in the thick of the night
he said bring that sh-t when you pick up the mic
i said, ‘what sh-t? ‘
he said hot sh-t, hot sh-t, hot sh-t

(you say you got guns, then bring that sh-t) uhhh
(you say you got ones, then bring that sh-t
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) uhh
(me and my man, see we known to spit this) hot sh-t
hot sh-t, yeah, yeah, uhh
what we spit jay? (throw it down n-gg-)
hot sh-t, uh, yeah, uh, c’mon, yeah (keep it goin)
hot sh-t.
hot sh-t.
hot sh-t. yeah, boy (keep it goin)
hot sh-t. out
hot.

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