with the cat who macks and stacks My vernac' attracts, y'all react, so let's go, uh This is that new shit, keep 'em standing in line That Universal Mind Control
this one Hide your gun, representing Chi-Town to the fullest Raps or bullets, see them rappers, they be duckin? When Com be buckin? in the kitchen, fuckin? On the sink, got my mama a mink Think Common
gonna come The race begun, we're almost there, oh yeah I spoke like a child, I wrote like a child I always smile, let my mind float like a child Wishin
move so keep it right there Or you can do what's you wanna do I'm just glad I am a funk with you But I don't mind be again butt high 'Cause I'm a touch
eighty seventh astronaut Top of the soul, dove and I got in a hole At the moment they were sayin' it was outa control Strap in to your mind, why eyes
*scratches* In-Inhale (x6) (Verse 1) I breathe deep Like an old man in a deep sleep Or an Indian peace pipe in a tipi The beginning, the end The first
off the wine, wine We can take our time, time So much I want to fronts Feel the bump when we grind My uh in is your body, my uh is in your mind Check
Ah, the sun is shining brighter 'cause you really make my day Yeah, you really make my day, oh, oh, oh Yeah, I think I like her 'cause she really makes
the onlookers and the bystanders Wait till intermission, run buy your camera Record the moment 'cause it'll be platinum And you could say you seen Common
What do you see when look at me and I'm just standing there? Shit, that make the world all work, that's what in my blood And I won't stop until I drop
gots to be kidding Aiyyo kid, you gots to be kidding, my glocks'll be spitting You gots to be kidding, yo It's common sense how I master my circumference
from light-year distances I navigate rip the fabric of space in this race against time Transmit a message backwards through the phone lines Control minds with fairly common
, lead into the promised land Crossing over borders hand in hand Giving trust in the face of danger The battle of control has just begun Common language, universal
this track I be smackin' it But don't clap, 'cuz this style'll bust caps I'm jiggy and all that, black and get control back But fuck that, control over mind
Body - Move it [? ] and Being Fly. I touch the masters like a Catholic [? ] [Chorus:] This is that new shit. Keep em' standing in line. That Universal Mind Control
max and stacks my van-ac to trash yall react so lets go uh [Chorus:] This is that new shit. Keep em' standing in line. That Universal Mind Control,
think I burst the energy that hints that really it's no time At birth you start to think that after death back to no mind A rest that makes you new again
