It's Your World (Part 1 & 2)

Текст песни COMMON - It&#039;s Your World (Part 1 &amp; 2) <br/> Verse 1<br /><br />Night blows, stoves don&#039;t work.<br />Hoes at work.<br />A warrior, so I wear &#039;em on my shirt.<br />Wish I was free as J was<br />I spend the day buzzed<br />( )<br />Trippin off hypes,<br />wishin for nights in different flavors.<br />The age of Cain and Big Daddy<br />(something) body Caddies,<br />Uncles named Larry<br />it really never grabbed me.<br />My mother gave birth<br />but she really never had me.<br />Left to the hood to play daddy.<br />Raised by niggas named <br />Butch, Screwed, of Be-Be<br />With wieght, so they weigh they,<br />status on the streets,<br />license plates that say they<br />Motto<br />This is Chicago in the hay-day<br />Similar to Good Times,<br />I guess that I was Jay-Jay.<br />A skinny nigga<br />Young girls with penny figures<br />So many niggas<br />stacked upon each other<br />It&#039;s the black upon each other<br />that we love so much<br />Wonder how many of us<br />is drugs gon&#039; touch.<br />Used to gangbang,<br />aint really thug that much<br />rather have some thick broads<br />in the dust to clutch.<br />Went to school in Baton Rouge <br />for a couple of years<br />my college career got down<br />with a couple of beers.<br />Came back home<br />now I gotta pay back loans<br />same nigga, same block<br />same shit they on.<br />Only thing different quicker<br />they click that chrome<br />in my defense<br />yo, I had to hit that zone.<br />Man to man<br />I&#039;m good workin&#039; with my hands<br />My generation never understood<br />workin&#039; for the man.<br />And<br />of being broke, I aint a fan<br />now I stand in the same spot<br />as my old man.<br />My life I planned<br />not to be on this corner<br />I still wanna see California,<br />But this is my world.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />It&#039;s your world (yeah) (It&#039;s your world, your world)<br />It&#039;s your world (It&#039;s your world)<br />It&#039;s your world (Oh, it&#039;s your world, your world)<br />It&#039;s your world (Yeah)<br /><br />Verse 2<br /><br />Life and death blow around us<br />Four-pounds and pounds<br />a verb from out-of-towners<br />it&#039;s hard to stay grounded.<br />We stay high<br />that&#039;s why old-folks down us<br />Lost, nobody found us<br />The force that surrounds us.<br />Aint wit us<br />they get us on the ground and hit us<br />we paint pictures of the change<br />under they names and scriptures.<br />Removed from Earth<br />only to return through birth<br />Knew this girl, sellin&#039; her body<br />wish she knew what it was worth.<br />Between God and trash<br />Lookin&#039; in every car that pass<br />With a walk that she (something, something).<br />To milk niggas, she was breast fed<br />She know dairy,<br />so she say cheese to get bread.<br />In the ar-e (area) where it&#039;s<br />more weaves and less dreads<br />Kind of scary<br />amongst these and baseheads.<br />Said it was her toes,<br />but I could tell her soul hurt, <br />she was cold turk<br />growin&#039; up she got to know hurt very well.<br />In the world where <br />self-hate is overt<br />Her step-father (blank ity blank)<br />so her mother used strife.<br />She got to like like-minded niggas<br />who like crimes and figures<br />Doin&#039; white lines and liquor<br />See hard times and kicked her.<br />In the ass<br />it used to be thicker<br />life is fast<br />some choose to be quicker.<br />I remember in high school<br />she had a passion to sing<br />now she see herself<br />in a casket in dreams.<br />These are the children of crack and rap<br />(Unknown)<br />self-esteem<br />yo we forgot the dream.<br />On our Jeffersons ya&#039;ll<br />but we forgot the theme<br />in the Chi<br />we even rootin for a garbage team.<br />This queen,<br />never seen herself on this corner<br />She still wanna see California<br />But this is her world.<br /><br />Chorus<br />