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Lyrics for 'Communism' by 'Common'
Intro:
Yo Troy I'ma Come On The Rhythm
With A Little Bit Of Communism
Yeah, Hah
So Check It Out, Yeah
Chick-a Chick-a I'm
Chick-a Chick-a On
Chick-a Chick-a My
My, Own Shit
Like An Entrepeneur, That Stepped In Maneur
Man I'm Newer Than A Jack I Went Up The Hill With Jill
And Jack Chills Big Bootay
But Then The Booty Up, I Told The Bitch She Better Have My Money
Or Step To The Amg
You Know Com Sense, Oh Yeah Him Be
That Nigga That Be Making All The Bid-by-by-bye Sounds
But Since Then, Common Calm Down!
I'm On Some Calm Shit Watch Com Get Complicated
Simple Motherfuckers Say The Way That Com Communicated
Was Too Complex, I Got A Complex Not To Complain
On My Brain No Complain And So Will My Community
And I Prefer Compliments
So I Complement At An Angle, Of Ninety Degrees
It's The Ninties, And Music Got Known For Grease
I Got A Sense Of Direction And A Compass
Come Past Mc's With Compassion, Though I Heard The Screams Of
But I Ain't Shy, So Why Shall I Comfort
Commiserate At The Fort With Jeff I'm So Ill
But I Chilled In My Compartment With No Company And No Meals
Now Com Can Get The Panty, But I Want My Own Company
And Com Is On A Mission Not To Work For Commission
It's A Common Market And It's So Much Competition
But To Me, Competition Is None
To My Comp I'm A Ton I Get Amped Like Watts In A Riot
My Compact Disc Is A Commodity, So Buy It
Instead Of Competing With Pete
Com Compromised, Com Made A Promise
Not To Commercialize, But Compound The Soul
Without The Elements, Compelling Sense Into Communism
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