(Lately) I’ve Been Thinking

Lyrics

[Intro: Common] Yeah, one-two, bless Yeah, yeah, check it I got my mellow, Sean Lett He gon' get down for y'all Chicago style, '87 You know the bidness Check it! [Chorus: Common & Sean Lett] After eight years of my life, of smokin' and drinkin' The world keeps spinnin', so lately I've been thinkin' After eight years of my life, of smokin' and drinkin' The world keeps spinnin', so lately I've been thinkin' [Verse 1: Common] Nearest to The Go gothic, a cash flow prophet Methods of gettin' scratch and talkin' slick I've adopted Palms in the lock with stunts whose hearts be game Hoes in the stable, none do I claim Niggas with nothin' to shoot for, at they only aim Gramps in the choir, singin' "It's Gonna Rain" In the midst of precipitation, I make the power Manipulations, so my offspring'll be straight for generations Got connections in the Nation To incarceration, to general population More lyrics than Jason, look me in the face when you speak to me You got a tattoo? Bitch, you's a freak to me Seekin' the – good sess material Askin' when's my next video Bitch, get a job and get your ass in somebody's university Enroll your young'un in a nursery And clean him up, comb his hair, cover yourself You want a man to love you? You ain't lovin' yourself I'm discoverin' wealth watches wisdom in ways To make it in the last days, now bring it on [Chorus: Common & Sean Lett] After eight years of my life, of smokin' and drinkin' The world keeps spinnin', so lately I've been thinkin' After eight years of my life, of smokin' and drinkin' The world keeps spinnin', so lately I've been thinkin' [Verse 2: Sean Lett] I feel blessed I've survived two decades in this world Then 90's, slid in naked, now I got a baby girl Ain't this a bitch? Myself still a child I wanna hang on '87 corners, act wild on Stoney Isle Better school her, so presence is your seed in society Spots of envy jealous niggas, crack fiends — yes, indeed! I won't mislead, and you can best believe I'm just a blink away, shorty, anytime that you need See, I know right now, you're just too young to understand Askin' questions, why Pops and Moms don't be holdin' hands? Don't you worry about it yet, in due time, we'll explain Why havin' you created just an everlastin' shame Bringin' joy wit' ya smiles, trippin' when you first walked Knowin' somebody's child is gettin' outlined in chalk Just relieved it ain't you, I got much love for you, boo 'Cause it ain't nothin' that these scandalous niggas in these streets won't do Stop me if I'm lyin', see, my race is steady dyin' Short methods to makin' C.R.E.A.M., bullets sprays and shatters dreams See, basically, Chi-Town's gang-related and designed Niggas throw up theirs and down opposite signs [Chorus: Common & Sean Lett] After eight years of my life, of smokin' and drinkin' The world keeps spinnin', so lately I've been thinkin' After eight years of my life, of smokin' and drinkin' The world keeps spinnin', so lately I've been thinkin' [Outro: Sean Lett, Common] It's like that, y'all (Yeah, yeah) Common Sense and dirty mizer on the set, y'all Sean Lett We gonna get down like that My man Andy C on the board We coming through, y'all – for 87th Street 71st and everybody in South Side We coming through for niggas on the West Side Down in the Ickes, all up and down State We gonna keep it straight like that We straight out for gold You call it Chi-Town, it's still our town Holding it down like this, with that 87 sound We talking about rocking niggas state to state nationwide On the real, it's like that Straight up, South side is where we loaf Shit be real around these parts, I'm serious YouknowhatI'msayin? Hear me You know what? We out though