Common, Funkmaster Flex - Common Freestyle lyrics

Yeah yeah it's Funk Flex y'all
With Com Sense bwoy
Understand it's a rapture
Volume three the final chapter
Ain't nuttin but that b-boy thing goin on
From Chicago to New York to all over
?, y'all, yo, check it

Rap warlord, stay on point like a scoreboard
Ended up with a foot in your mouth
Wishin for more doors
I walk through the corridor of fame
With nuthin
But game, this shit's a game, rhyme mission:
To educate and entertain, after Rasheed
Don't shit remain but afterwash
My first joint was aight, second and third
Tight like?Shanda Lox?
Or Puff and The Lox the name Com's a paradox
Deliverty of my first one
I coach like?Landit Cox?
Don't like a cat that handle
Rocks that ran in spots
Ask D why my video ain't on The Box yet
Styles similar to the hustle
Cause You Can't Knock it
An unidentified object, to the third optic
In battles I leave niggas on top
Of each other like the projects
Not knowin the science behind it
By it they were blinded
My book of life in five rings are binded
What?
Yeah, yo, yo, yo, it's Com Sense y'all
Uh, uh, with Funk Flex y'all
Yeah, yeah, it's volume three bwoy
Yeah, yeah, and for the b-boy
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo
We gonna get down, we gonna get down