Common — Breaker 1/9 Slope Remix

[Intro: Twilite Tone] Check it, for the record ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") Ow, Ynot, I gots the breaker No I.D., he's got the breaker Common Sense, he's got the break, like this [Verse 1: Common & (Twilite Tone)] Check it, a weeby weeby wobble gobble gobble, ooh, the turkey Lord have mercy, mercy mercy me You see I'm tryin' to get the punani But you just wanna block me (Bo!), ah-eh-eh, ah-eh-eh You see I'm tryin' to get the punani But you just wanna block me, hey (Booyaka!) So get your rattle rattle thundercloud and broom broom broom Because I gotta gotta get some, el, bow, room So I can Bang-kok, better yet, knock Italy But raindrops keep fallin' on my couch, tryin' to sit with me Tamperin' up my program, I play another slow jam It's not an ancient Chinese secret, you should know man But you insist on stay and playin' Genesis I gotta put an end to this, baldergash, EEE haul ass And don't come knockin' my door, with the cockle-doodle-doo I'm talkin' the his and his and hers (Three's Company too) So step to the step to the rear And don't come back now, hear? [Sampled Chorus: Erick Sermon & Phife Dawg] ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must be erect") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must be, be erect") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must be erect") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must b-be erect") [Verse 2: Common & (Twilite Tone)] The CB's, the CB's, they'rrrrre here! I'm checkin' my mirror from the rear - - locks are closer, than they appear The time is near for you to drop your beer and get your nuts in gear But ain't no haps (UH-UH) your dils isn't there You're thinkin' that, "Oops, I made a mistake" You say, "Forget Nell Carter, c'mon Jimmy, give me a break" You made a mistake on the first take Tryin' to break a leg for take two You shoulda ate your Wheaties And Petey mighta made a breakthrough You say to hope that things might bloom, so you assume position Wishin' he would listen, so you start to kissin' It's alive, and up goes, and up goes you're adrenaline You aimed, you fired, THERE YOU GO, limp again So you take vitamins then play the role of friend and talk Try to tell her it's her fault, but Jack your Bean wouldn't Stalk Baby Bubba youse a goner, ahh, youse a goner It's messed up when Your dils Is Playin' Tricks On Ya So you pop fizz, what a relief, beef, stroke it off, my man Got your thing in your hand, sayin', ("I think I can!") Damn, this never happened before, yeah sure, that's what they all say Uh-oh you better get Maaco, 'cause old girl is salty What was sweet to eat, has now dried up and rotted It's a pop if you pick up your glove and say, ("Yo, I got it!") Hopin' you won't drop, you thought you had it made like Katie What more could go wrong - you got the right one, baby! Uh-huh, let you tell it, everybody and their momma knows That you came quick, quicker than a pizza, from Domino's [Sampled Chorus: Erick Sermon & Pete Rock] ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("Gimme room so I can speak about the skinz") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("Gimme room so I can speak about the skinz") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("Gimme room so I can speak about the skinz") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("Gimme room so I can speak about the skinz") [Over Chorus: Twilite Tone] Yo, forget this, yo Freak this 2 pc. DRK style, you know what I'm sayin' Check it out [Verse 3: Common & (Twilite Tone)] Chigga-chigga, ooh, aah, ooh ahh, OH NO! Catch me, I'm fallin' Why do fools fall? To the break, to the break, bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye, y'all Mmm-hmm, unh-uh, what's really happenin' *woo-psch*, baby, I got back in effect Catchin' wreck, on the breaker to the 19 I got Mack like a truck and push up like ICE CREAM! Do fries come with that shake? Rattle and roll, but these are the breaks *coughs* Where broads try to Blow my game like Kurtis Word is bond, they'll do it, they'll do it That's them c-c-c-c-cock blockers You know the flava, so leave Com' Sense alone, knocka With the cockle, doodle, doo, they want you to stay But I say that you go Slob me up, they robbin' ya, when you try to get your sex on Next you reflect on, the list, yo, I get pissed In the midst of a bone and somebody comes home Now it's like, me, you, and uh, Mrs. Jones Females be waitin' to excel and tell their friends Somethin' bad about the men, yo, I'm gettin' clipped again And that shit is wrong, but it's like, I'm a man, I'm a man So I'ma be a'ight, the... [Sampled Chorus: Erick Sermon & Phife Dawg] ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must be erect") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must be, be erect") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must be erect") ("Breaker 1/9, breaker 1/9, mayday") ("And before I get the butt, the jim must b-be erect") [Outro over Chorus: Common] Late Show in the house y'all UAC, the true B-boys Professor Not, RMCA y'all, Second Dimension Raider sho' in the house, too intense, check it out Ha ha, it's like that, Chicago, the South Side Comin' outta nowhere to go where, boy, uh!