Nag Champa (Afrodisiac for the World)

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[Intro: Common] Yeah, baby boy (To) In the place (To you and yours) To be (Yeah) It's me, y'all We got the, y'all We got the bop, y'all, we got the uh, uh We got the huh, baby (Y'all niggas come towards the stage) We got the huh (We gon' get it on like this) We got the huh (With the, with the, with the), with the huh Yo, yo, yo, check it (With the, with the what? How you do it?) [Verse 1: Common] Exciting, enlightening Inviting, I'm writing shit that I feel Raps a black steel in the hour of commotion The motion of Com is like that of a ocean Devotion 'cause I'm the Earth, Wind, and Fire Of hip-hop, by Rakim and Short, I've been inspired My shit knocks environments of cats with seventeens, tint Time is money, the mind is funny, how it's spent on gettin' it I'm sittin' with descendants of Abraham Who say the jam is money, cash, hoes I went from bashful to asshole to international, lover of self Word to mother, on my last record cover, it's felt Now deal with it [Chorus: J Dilla] I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this I wanna see you move it, so move it, move it So let's just get into it, let's do this, do this Can you feel the music, the music? Oh Can you feel the music, the music? [Verse 2: Common] In this never-ending battle to please Niggas, magazine writers, MCs Who request hot shit, I freeze And tell 'em where I was rose, we always said cold Hold your horses and your carriages This never-went-gold nigga rocks shows carat-less (Yeah) You not gon' respect self, at least respect the heritage Affecting lives is where the wealth and the merit is I realize what I portray day to day, I gotta carry this (Uh) And beats, rhymes, and life is where the marriage is (Come on) Had dreams of fuckin' R&B broads, it came true Journalist I wreck (What?), shared the same view Picked up a fallen angel on the path that I MC Familiar voice, come to find out the angel was me Some say, "You changin', Rashid" (Uh), times are We still close, I rhyme far away, away, away From what you accustomed to hearin' every day, uh-uh You know the dope choppin', gun poppin', homies dyin' I'm amongst it, save the war stories for Private Ryan, INI [Chorus: J Dilla & Common] I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this I wanna see you move it, so move it, move it So let's just get into it, let's do this, do this Can you feel the music, the music? (This how we bring it, y'all) The music, the music (Yo, check it) [Verse 3: Common] Women cry, children laugh, men dance I refuse to lose self in tryin' to win fans over Weight on my shoulder fluctuates like Oprah's My refrigerator poetry's magnetic like Ultra You couldn't hang if you was a poster Posin' like a bitch for exposure (What?) It's rumors of gay MCs, just don't come around me with it You still rockin' hickies? Don't let me find out he did it Got my eyes on the tiger (What?), eyes on the prize (Yeah) Eyes on the thighs (Of who?), of Mary J. Blige Imaginin' how good the cat must be Stop eatin' meat, lost weight, but I still rap husky (True) My verse depth is like that of a baby's first step (Or what?) Or the old lady who died and the nurse wept I flow like cursive writing, invitin' you and yours to my openess Shows allow me to cop range like a vocalist But man does not live on bread alone (Uh) What good is a range when it's time to head home? (Yeah) [Chorus: J Dilla] I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this I wanna see you move it, so move it, move it So let's just get into it, let's do this, do this Can you feel the music, the music? Oh Can you feel the music, the music? Oh I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this (Yeah) I wanna see you move it, just move it, just move it (Yeah) So let's just get into it, let's do this (Yeah) [Outro: Common & J Dilla] Yeah, we be that, we be that (Can you feel the music, the music? Oh) Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?) We be that, we be that (Can you feel the music, the music?) Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?) We be that, we be that (Uh-huh) Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?) We be that, we be that (Uh-huh) Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?) We be that, we be that (Uh-huh) Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?) We be that, we be that (Uh-huh) Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say? What you say?)
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