Common Ground (featuring JC)

<br>[Chorus: Bicasso]<br>It`s a kid on the corner of his block <br>And there`s a genius in his room with a deep thought <br>It`s a grower in the hills with a crop <br>But if they all come together what they got? <br>A little power unified to make a knot <br>Well of course <br>And if a plan to expand is endorsed for some more <br>Lend a hand, pay attention and explore <br>We all in this people we all in this...<br><br>[The Grouch]<br>Well I don`t know where you`ve been <br>But if you got here I`ll let you in<br>Welcome you with open arms, now let`s begin<br>Set the scene, serious as fuck minus the mean<br>Build up your esteem and get to growing <br>I`m showing fools a place where they can come <br>And release the dumb deeds they`ve done<br>Cause ever since I was young I`ve been shown I wasn`t alone<br>I roamed with my unhoned skill<br>And anyone who talked down on me <br>I knew they didn`t know the deal<br>My belief was way larger than life <br>Taking charge with the might in my mind<br>And recognizing that in other mankind<br>I knew I was on the right path, see<br>Combating a fight, wrath raging for way too long<br>And you might say you`re strong, proud, loud and so on<br>Steadily doing damage every time you get your flow on<br>I build in Oakland, Chicago and everywhere else I go<br>There are people who know exactly what I mean<br>More than a scene, great minds think alike <br>So when you find hate it ain`t tight <br>Decipher the paint right <br>Get your sights set on what`s important<br>Stop distorting the big picture<br>When will it hit ya? <br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[JC]<br>A rich man in poor man`s body <br>That`s what I was growin` up, hustlin` for the buck <br>Mentally torn between just to be or not to be<br>It gotta be it betta, be betta days ahead of me <br>Cheddar cheese, luxuries, were never gave to me <br>Instead I shift from home to home, feelin` lone was I prone<br>From the destiny in which I lay to wallow<br>To live for today and give a fuck about tomorrow<br>The sorrow and hatred is my only perception <br>Because all my memories are filled with lies and deception<br>The stressin`, deprived of a childhood and adolescence<br>Learn my lesson, now it`s all good <br>I never thought I`d see the streets of so many hoods <br>My heart done broke so many times, boy it`s harder than wood <br>It`s been a long road, but you know the game unfolds<br>I listen to the stories told by the cats of old <br>Tryin` to tell me I don`t know about strugglin` <br>Like in the slave days, but ain`t shit changed <br>Instead we ain`t wearin` chains, huh <br>I feel the same pain but it`s escalated<br>Niggas feel free, but still ain`t emancipated<br>So getting` faded is what`s left off the green leaf<br>Hindering the mind, but when I`m high I feel fine<br>Been in the wrong place at the wrong time<br>All the time<br>Tryin` to journey into the light<br>But the dark ain`t far behind<br>I`m at a color disadvantage but I manage<br>To make it work for me by the use of my talents<br>And use common sense to gain dollars and cents<br>And ain`t ashamed of what I do<br>Until the day I repent<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[PSC]<br>I stay humble through the many of fumbles I found trouble<br>And trouble it doubles in cities amongst the rubble <br>I learned from my mistakes to miss another <br>Resembling ignorance, isn`t it all in the struggle? <br>Got you wondering, why? <br>You wanna bubble so you hustle <br>Building the muscle that`s not needed <br>So the other one you ignore it <br>And feed it more fantasy and you store it, the bubble <br>(Your circumference of comfort) <br>&quot;Ghetto fabulous&quot; important in society <br>A circle of clubbing and girl fucking amounts to really nothing <br>While we fronting for the public <br>We shove it down the throats of our kids and watch em love it <br>And got the nerve to wonder why shit`s fucked up<br>The government lucked up, by giving fools the right to bear arms <br>Cause we shoot each other down after last call... <br>What the fuck y`all???<br><br>[Chorus]