The 6th Sense
Common

Intro:
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution is here
Yeah
It's common Sense
With DJ Premier
We gon' help ya'll see clear
It's real hip hop music from the soul, ya'll
Yeah, check it

Verse 1:
Yo
The perseverance of a revel, I drop heavier levels
It's unseen or heard, a king with words
Can't knock the hustle
But I've seen street dreams deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the scene occurred
Some say I'm too deep to sleep
Though me, Muhammed will forever speak
Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto landscapes
Where a man is determined by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats
With cigarettes in their ear
Nigga, rich they appear
Under the Fubu is a guru that's untapped
Wanna be in the rap race but ain't ran one lap
Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back
You trippin' with nowhere to unpack
Forgot that

Chorus:
And you know, yes you know
And you know, yes you know
Hey, hey
And you know, yes you know

Verse 2:
In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth
Across the table form corporate lies
Immortalized by the realness I bring to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck or dream to it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my shell
Never knew what the divine would bring to it
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want millions
More than money saved, I wanna save children
Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man drawn off of simplicity
Reality is frisking me
This industry'll make you lose identity
The Common Sense in me remembers the basement
I'm Morpheus in this hip hop Matrix, exposing fake shit

Chorus

Verse 3:
Some days I take the L to gel with the real world
Got on at 87th, stopped by this little girl
She recited raps, I forgot where they was from
In 'em, she was saying how she make brothers cum
I start thinking how many souls hip hop has affected
How many dead folks this art resurrected
How many nations this culture connected
Who am I to judge one's perspective?
Though some of that shit ya'll pop, true it
I ain't relatin'
If I don't like it, I don't like it
That don't mean that I'm hating
I just want to innovate and stimulate minds
Travel the world and penetrate the times
Escape through rhythms in search of peace and wisdom
Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I'm wit 'em
For now I appreciate this moment in time
Ball players and actors be knowing my rhymes
It's like

Chorus (twice)