Roots - Common Dust (feat. Kid Crumbs) lyrics

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Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust (8X)<br />

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Chorus: Black Thought (4X)<br />

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It's Common Dust y'all, and you don't stop<br />

For you to trust y'all, with real hip-hop<br />

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[Black Thought]<br />

Thought be the pilar of the styles of speech<br />

A dusty head brother mighta saw the bleach<br />

Teach I aims not, just to talk my sense<br />

Damn I gives not, 'bout the consequence<br />

Funk the stylistics, and jazz the vibe<br />

Laughs at e-tudes cause I'm stayin alive<br />

Time I grips not, so it limps along<br />

Dust you, collect if you digs my song<br />

Paids and black braids what I aims to ease<br />

Connection L-7 throwin out the breeze<br />

Cool breeze to blow up cause I bust the shit<br />

I'm just a sun child rollin in a dustin ship<br />

It's like that y'all<br />

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[Kid Crumbs]<br />

Thought's a Black miss you wanna catch the Crumbs<br />

When I hums a fat song, with derelicts and bums<br />

Smoke gems with the folk from the cellar when they come<br />

Mouth be like cotton, got sticks of gum<br />

Common spear-a-mint, it's like sense is Dust<br />

Accumulation much cause naps I got nuff<br />

Funk feeds the dome see the trees they wanna rise<br />

Out sprouts the funk mouth, free to vocalize<br />

Old school highs I got, for your eyes<br />

Circulize never even though we lock together<br />

Ask the set I'm clever cause I'm severed and I'm pooped<br />

But anyway the wind blows, the Dust you gotta go<br />

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Chorus<br />

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[Kid Crumbs]<br />

It's like Crumbs stay at a mic, comes to and from the ashes<br />

Pass the what kid? L-7, we massive<br />

Jazz the funk, slow-be-poke, baby she be glass<br />

Puff the stuff you have now I recline and make you laugh<br />

Roots can boost knot and off the docks I rocked your riches<br />

The Edgar shit is locked, that's, if the force is with us<br />

Yeah, deeps pon the streets I reach, be the sound<br />

A pouch full of ouch, soon the freaks is freakin out, uhh<br />

Threes that make you shout, 'bout, ruckus on the corner<br />

Black, ?uest and Rubber, we did it in the summer<br />

Now the po' folk is near, they say I'm not a Square<br />

But when the circle's Root, Black see if I'll be there<br />

It's like that y'all<br />

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[Black Thought]<br />

Dig it, cool for me I'm glad when I springs from pad<br />

To those with mad Dust I be just a lad<br />

Rock me rocks not cause my Thoughts is Black<br />

Sports the A-di-das plus my proton pack<br />

Accumulatin Dust as my trail mix crush<br />

Digs the naturale, baby flush the blush<br />

Yeah, when it roams, find your way back home<br />

And dig it with the kids with the Dust-y dome<br />

Soon your zigs roam when you brooms the scene<br />

Dust you gots not, cause your rooms is clean<br />

Trust I knows much cause I blows the horn<br />

It's Common Dust y'all, you go on and on<br />

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Chorus w/ variations to end