Luyện nghe bài hát Common Dust

Ashes to ashes, and dust to (8X)

Chorus: Thought (4X)

It's Common y'all, and you don't stop
For you to trust y'all, with hip-hop

[Black
Thought be the ? of the styles of
A dusty head brother mighta saw the
Teach I aims not, just to talk my
Damn I gives not, 'bout the
the stylistics, and jazz the vibe
Laughs at e-tudes I'm stayin alive
Time I grips not, so it limps
Dust you, collect if you my song
and black braids what I aims to ease
Connection L-7 throwin out the
Cool breeze to blow up cause I bust the
I'm a sun child rollin in a dustin ship
like that y'all

[Kid
Thought's a Black miss you wanna catch the
When I a fat song, with derelicts and bums
Smoke with the folk from the cellar when they come
Mouth be cotton, got sticks of gum
Common spear-a-mint, it's sense is Dust
Accumulation cause naps I got nuff
Funk feeds the see the trees they wanna rise
Out sprouts the ?, to vocalize
Old school highs I got, for eyes
Circulize never though we lock together
Ask the set I'm clever cause I'm severed and I'm
But anyway the wind blows, the you gotta go

[Kid
It's Crumbs stay at a mic, comes to and from the ashes
Pass the what kid? L-7, we
the funk, slow-be-poke, baby she be glass
Puff the stuff you have now I recline and you laugh
Roots can boost knot and off the I rocked your riches
The shit is locked, that's, if the force is with us
Yeah, deeps pon the I reach, be the sound
A pouch of ouch, soon the freaks is freakin out, uhh
Threes that make you shout, 'bout, ruckus on the
Black, ?uest and Rubber, we did it in the
Now the po' folk is near, say I'm not a Square
But when the circle's Root, Black see if I'll be
It's that y'all

Thought]
Dig it, cool for me I'm glad when I from pad
To those with mad I be just a lad
me rocks not cause my Thoughts is Black
Sports the A-di-das plus my pack
Dust as my trail mix crush
Digs the naturale, baby flush the
Yeah, when it roams, your way back home
And dig it the kids with the Dust-y dome
Soon your zigs when you brooms the scene
Dust you gots not, cause rooms is clean
Trust I knows much I blows the horn
Common Dust y'all, you go on and on

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