Common, A-Trak - Leaders (Crib Love) lyrics
Common [Lonnie Rashid Lynn] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Common, A-Trak - Leaders Crib Love lyrics]
I'm into Chi Town heroes like Fred Hampton
And neighborhood Deebos
The rebirth of D rose
The eye of a eagle, I keep on the people
Some gettin’ repoed, some Niclo
Since I was a shorty I had vision like Calico
Opportunity knocks
I'm lookin' through the peephole
In my daughter’s laugh
I can hear a deep soul
E was my first love, now I'm on the sequel
Heart stay open, in you I keep gold
Crossroads of beast mode to peace mode
Southeast cold, Avalon to Eckersall
Too much on my back to set it off
From the offset, I just wanna be, be, be
Like Cardi or 'Oncé, or Harry Belafonte
Whenever I eat, my peeps get the same entrée
Like they my fiance
It ain't easy, when niggas like, "Feed me"
When I ain't got it they don't believe me
Read me truth, lead me truth
The birth of freedom can't be induced
We reproduce, so our fruit's can see
The fruit's a harvest for the world
That the mustard seed produced
Faith walk my thoughts through
Yellow tape and chalk
Tiger style, gettin’ it back on course
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well
They want us to be in jail
But you know we’ll never fail
We goin' up, yeah, we goin’ up
No this soul is not for sale
I won't put that on them scales
And I know we will prevail
Man, I'm strugglin', man, I be strugglin’
'Til something inside tell me to come again
Like when you fuckin' and
You get another wind
I'm from the City of Wind
That's another win
Take the L, green line, red
Line, get your paper, headlines
Tryna feed your fam, get fed time
It happens
Trappin' and rappin' got us backed in
To a corner, it's normal for black men
The Marcus Garvey, Bob Marley reenactment
Savion with a beard, yo, I'm tapped in
Stretch money and make it do a back bend
Frontin' niggas try to front you
On the back end
Live from the Chi' where, guns be clappin'
Poetic justice, with raps I'm snappin'
Meditatin' took Kamasi song, ask him
Robbin' in Baskin
Our heroes ain't masked men
When I do it, Com' do it with passion
My compassion for brown and black skin
In the hood I used to backspin
Now I'm spinnin' back in the hood
When I'm back, "Yo, what's good?"
If you stand up, then that's understood
I tell the black sheep
"Don't react to them wolves"
Crib love, our heroes are on murals
So five Euros get told in their earlobe
That they can let fear go
Souls clear the way
Let these palms pirouette or pirouette
In the silhouette of blackness and cigarettes
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well
They want us to be in jail
But you know we'll never fail
We goin' up, yeah, we goin' up
No this soul is not for sale
I won't put that on them scales
And I know we will prevail
I I I I don't support the rights of
People because I'm a politician
I support the rights of people
Because it's deep within me
A natural part of my own development
I am the outroll plan of
This father and mother
A-And the results afforded to
My years of struggle
And neighborhood Deebos
The rebirth of D rose
The eye of a eagle, I keep on the people
Some gettin’ repoed, some Niclo
Since I was a shorty I had vision like Calico
Opportunity knocks
I'm lookin' through the peephole
In my daughter’s laugh
I can hear a deep soul
E was my first love, now I'm on the sequel
Heart stay open, in you I keep gold
Crossroads of beast mode to peace mode
Southeast cold, Avalon to Eckersall
Too much on my back to set it off
From the offset, I just wanna be, be, be
Like Cardi or 'Oncé, or Harry Belafonte
Whenever I eat, my peeps get the same entrée
Like they my fiance
It ain't easy, when niggas like, "Feed me"
When I ain't got it they don't believe me
Read me truth, lead me truth
The birth of freedom can't be induced
We reproduce, so our fruit's can see
The fruit's a harvest for the world
That the mustard seed produced
Faith walk my thoughts through
Yellow tape and chalk
Tiger style, gettin’ it back on course
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well
They want us to be in jail
But you know we’ll never fail
We goin' up, yeah, we goin’ up
No this soul is not for sale
I won't put that on them scales
And I know we will prevail
Man, I'm strugglin', man, I be strugglin’
'Til something inside tell me to come again
Like when you fuckin' and
You get another wind
I'm from the City of Wind
That's another win
Take the L, green line, red
Line, get your paper, headlines
Tryna feed your fam, get fed time
It happens
Trappin' and rappin' got us backed in
To a corner, it's normal for black men
The Marcus Garvey, Bob Marley reenactment
Savion with a beard, yo, I'm tapped in
Stretch money and make it do a back bend
Frontin' niggas try to front you
On the back end
Live from the Chi' where, guns be clappin'
Poetic justice, with raps I'm snappin'
Meditatin' took Kamasi song, ask him
Robbin' in Baskin
Our heroes ain't masked men
When I do it, Com' do it with passion
My compassion for brown and black skin
In the hood I used to backspin
Now I'm spinnin' back in the hood
When I'm back, "Yo, what's good?"
If you stand up, then that's understood
I tell the black sheep
"Don't react to them wolves"
Crib love, our heroes are on murals
So five Euros get told in their earlobe
That they can let fear go
Souls clear the way
Let these palms pirouette or pirouette
In the silhouette of blackness and cigarettes
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well
They want us to be in jail
But you know we'll never fail
We goin' up, yeah, we goin' up
No this soul is not for sale
I won't put that on them scales
And I know we will prevail
I I I I don't support the rights of
People because I'm a politician
I support the rights of people
Because it's deep within me
A natural part of my own development
I am the outroll plan of
This father and mother
A-And the results afforded to
My years of struggle