U.N.I.Verse at War

<br>Intro: Common<br><br>Yeah, U.N.I.Verse<br>at war<br>U.N.I.Verse (when you and I verse)<br>at war motherfucker<br>We gonna do this Chi-town style (verse at war)<br>Illadelph, you know how we get down<br>You know the business (Illtown illanoid)<br>Bringin it straight to your chest (comin thru with the iller category)<br>Yessah, hah, yeah (preacher man with the Com)<br>Break it down one two (we about to drop a bomb, check it)<br><br>Chorus: 2X<br><br>When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)<br>And your verse at core, for what you thought before<br>Steppin up into a zone you should never explore<br>The next level or, level of the whole conceptor<br><br>Verse One:<br><br>Check it, rappers<br>Get on the mic talk about cars and clothes<br>Sounding like hoes<br>Ain`t been exposed to the foes of most disciples<br>I`m from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man<br>Rotated down to Phil, to say what I feel<br>Get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh<br>War, going on between the West and the East<br>of the land, niggaz don`t own a piece<br>Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me<br>My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie<br>Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living<br>Beware, the new world order, the devil`s new religion<br>Sent my homey to the number two division<br>Sellin bootleg movies, got my VCR on a evasive maneuver<br>Be that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it`s just sittin<br>at a table with sophisticated bitches<br>Nah that ain`t nothin I would call my mother<br>Nor do I call every nigga my brother<br>Gotta have Black Thought, it`s sorta B like Malik<br>So don`t Question a Brother, to the Roots I get deep<br><br>Verse Two:<br><br>Yo, enter the last era<br>Your scholarship into the world of politics<br>and mascara, we operate within this artificial op-era<br>I bring hip-hop terror like the Fuhrer<br>The Ace Ventura into the horror<br>Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border<br>I`ll struc-ture a style destroy your whole aura<br>Plus you`re a-drenalin`ll rise before your eyes<br>and mortalize, my image hit the skies<br>Deceive the devil in disguise<br>My music I parenthesize<br>Represent the wise, do this be how we enterprise<br>Kid no compromise (yeah, yeah) I`m thinkin fast like drama<br>Dyin I wear your mind away like Alzheimer<br>I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama<br>The A-O this year we leavin em in trauma<br>Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy<br>or history of the family, the fifth dynasty<br>For humanity, to bear witness to this<br>Del-val-syllable stylist<br>You know the time kid<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>Verse Three:<br><br>Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet<br>Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid<br>Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic<br>The rock was typed graphic now watch the mic blast it<br>Shootin at the stars with emphatic rap static<br>See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I`m bustin back at it<br>The Lieuten-ant, the ele-phant, sippin automatic<br>Mic, rippin asiatic, architects out to have it<br>The turn of the century, the planet`s like a penitentiary<br>exaggerated, niggaz is livin highly medicated<br>I Used to Love but now she violated<br>Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated<br>They outdated and incarcerated<br>Loved and appreciated hated and very debated<br>For every career created was eliminated<br>And that`s the way the balance of yin and yang related<br><br>Verse Four: Common<br><br>As the block is de-vine<br>Niggaz swing on in a safari<br>Wild niggaz, like I`m high on latari<br>Some let the block block they mind if they could see what I see<br>Get out the city for a sec be at the places I be<br>Hey, I`ma be back on the deck, opening<br>Business in places for you to cash your check<br>My, neck of the woods ain`t all good ain`t all bad<br>You can live in the burbs, and still get had<br>The sad part about it niggaz had houses on the lake<br>They tryin to move us out, the land we ain`t appreciate<br>For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate<br>Call each other cuz cause of how we relate<br>I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates<br>Through the wind and blow-ups, is how niggaz communicate<br>Harmonizing through beeper and reefer<br>The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper<br><br>Chorus 4X