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