Текст (слова) песни: Common - High Expectations

Yo, yo, check it
Unattached and calm, sundaes and pills I palm
with intentions to make it to the league
Intrigued by two-letter cars, SE`s and GS`ses
On the court niggaz I leave like messages
Plagued by this ball-player exorcist
It`s sort of foul how the world be reffin us
Kenny is our Moses in this five-on-five Exodus
For the game of life, full courts ain`t preppin us
Schools want me, but the ghost of Manigault haunts me
Plus they wanna crib me, way out in the country
I`m city like street lights and some games that be fights
Never worked on my left so it`s hard to be right
Either rich poor or Mike is who I wanna be like
Story of many black males that I refuse to rewrite

Yo, brothers opinions is Bias-ed, like Len
that I`ll end up like Ben, Wilson, still some pretend to be friends
Beneath the grin I see the ?gin spoke up and assure a?
More so than my soul, my jump shot is purer
People play juror, I witness the fall of legends
Once was the joint now they restin got a God given present
My gallant talent is like a magic
trick turned by a chick with a bad habit
Opportunity to move I grab it
Me and my moms have static, now I wreak Hennesey and havoc
Man to man talks with Kenny, send me to a zone
Been on my own for so long, my vocal tone`s grown
Competition gets blown like speakers
when I cross her like Jesus out of bleachers, broads and beepers
Yeah I boogey it`s all good, but it could be better
Want to stay eighteen forever
But now I stay on point like Rod in this Strickland
If Brooklyn courts was the canvas, then I would be the big man

From thoughts that pennies bring, I assemble teams like the Kenny Kings
Think fast over breaks, dialect I`m dribbling
Remembering, night posters of Moses and the Supreme Court
Realizing, that rap and life are team sports
I follow deep thoughts
Moves never perceived thought lyrical Johnny Cochran
cause of the way I free thought
The system make a nigga think to make it that he need sports
or either to the tip he gotta resort
my seed`ll be taught to start his own
In the, George Carter zone
Don`t wanna be a dope MC living in his momma`s home
Or speaking to my fans in a starving artist tone
Unknown zones I roam with mind architechter
Spark the lecture, emphasizing to let God direct ya

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Common - High Expectations Yo, yo, check it Unattached and calm, sundaes and pills I palm with intentions to make it to the league Intrigued by two-letter cars, SE`s and GS`ses On the court niggaz I leave like messages Plagued by this ball-player exorcist It`s sort of foul how the world be reffin us Kenny is our Moses in this five-on-five Exodus For the game of life, full courts ain`t preppin us Schools want me, but the ghost of Manigault haunts me Plus they wanna crib me, way out in the country I`m city like street lights and some games that be fights Never worked on my left so it`s hard to be right Either rich poor or Mike is who I wanna be like Story of many black males that I refuse to rewrite Yo, brothers opinions is Bias-ed, like Len that I`ll end up like Ben, Wilson, still some pretend to be friends Beneath the grin I see the ?gin spoke up and assure a? More so than my soul, my jump shot is purer People play juror, I witness the fall of legends Once was the joint now they restin got a God given present My gallant talent is like a magic trick turned by a chick with a bad habit Opportunity to move I grab it Me and my moms have static, now I wreak Hennesey and havoc Man to man talks with Kenny, send me to a zone Been on my own for so long, my vocal tone`s grown Competition gets blown like speakers when I cross her like Jesus out of bleachers, broads and beepers Yeah I boogey it`s all good, but it could be better Want to stay eighteen forever But now I stay on point like Rod in this Strickland If Brooklyn courts was the canvas, then I would be the big man From thoughts that pennies bring, I assemble teams like the Kenny Kings Think fast over breaks, dialect I`m dribbling Remembering, night posters of Moses and the Supreme Court Realizing, that rap and life are team sports I follow deep thoughts Moves never perceived thought lyrical Johnny Cochran cause of the way I free thought The system make a nigga think to make it that he need sports or either to the tip he gotta resort my seed`ll be taught to start his own In the, George Carter zone Don`t wanna be a dope MC living in his momma`s home Or speaking to my fans in a starving artist tone Unknown zones I roam with mind architechter Spark the lecture, emphasizing to let God direct ya Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни High Expectations: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/6570.html Все тексты песен: Common » Common - Take It Ez » Common - Heidi Hoe » Common - Don`t Come My Way » Common - Hungry » Common - Time Traveling » Common - Gettin Down at The Amphitheater » Common - A Song for Assata » Common - Invocation » Common - The Questions » Common - The Food (feat. Kanye West) » Common - Funky for You » Common - Come Close » Common - Soul in the Hole soundtrack » Common - Another Wasted Nite With... » Common - Communism » Common - The 6th Sense » Common - Making a Name For Ourselves » Common - 1, 2 Many » Common - High Expectations » Common - Geto Heaven Part Two Рекомендуем скачать: » Р.Алехно - Рано или поздно » Руки Вверх! - Так вот какая ты » Раиса Абельская - Что-то мне не дышится... » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Осень » Руслан Руф - О скорой » Руслан Курик (Фабрика звезд-3) - Горел » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Мы из тех, что вопрос принимали порой за ответ... » Рок-острова - Не любить невозможно » Рубашкин Борис - В семнадцать лет, еще мальчишкой... » Руки Вверх! - Алёшка » Рина Рок - Я плохая » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Дом воспоминаний » Рефлекс, Reflex - Моя любовь » Руки Вверх - Без любви » Руки Вверх - Выпускной » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РќРµР±Рѕ Р’ РђР»РјР°Р·Р°С… » Русский размер - Кто его убивал » Розенбаум Александр - Мы с ним росли в одном дворе » Руки Вверх - Институтка » Руслана - Свiтанок
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