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Artist : COMMON
 Aquarius | COMMON[Common] 
Yeah! 
 
Yeah! 
 
[Common] 
Nigga deep in the rhythm, experience speak 
Some keepin' the wisdom, the life hustlers seek 
I seeking it with em, i'm dope the streets need me to hit em 
With some of that (revolutionary rap) 
Revolutionary blunted rap 
My peoples want hits, I hit it from the back 
Under the cherry moon, I hold notes and carry tunes 
My guise pack heat enough to bury June, on my feet 
Im getting married soon, walking in the clouds like Mary Bethune 
Fumes of a real nigga seep into your room 
Or through fifthteens of the your jeep that you boom 
Son so many cats, they call me high noon 
Offerings to Osun hoping war is over soon 
Guard your grill like George Foreman 
Time to build, as far as building im the doorman, opening doors 
My blood I expose on the floors, tell them the game aint only the score 
Hold on to your life as I carry these styles 
To have you tapping your head like Darius Miles 
You aint supposed to rhyme, better off with a clothing line 
In this business of pimps, many hoes get signed 
Opposed to shine so me holding the blinds 
Mixing golden seal and wine, holding a nine 
In the age of aquaruis... 
 
[Chorus] 
[Singing] 
The water that arrives (ba-ba ba ba) 
To purify the world (du-ba ba ba) 
Flying through the night (du ba-ba ba ba) 
So watch out here he comes (du-du ba ba ba) 
Aquarius! [echoes] 
 
[Common] 
Between churches and liquor stores, my mic leaks 
With raps, all over your head like Tweet 
Playing with yourself, thinking the game is just wealth 
Hot for a minute, watch your name just melt 
Same spot where it's joyous, where the pain is felt 
As you build and destroy yo remain yourself 
They say im slept on, now im bucking in dreams 
And rhyme with the mind of a hustler scheme 
Or the struggle of feinds, I flow over water thats as troubled as teens 
For the love of the team, trying to double the dream 
Be greatful like the chruch psalm my grandmother sings 
Im rubbing my rings across the domes of clones 
Punchlines like Roy Jones with poems 
While you and your dogs foam at the mouth 
Thinking rap is the only way out 
The black human genius will never play out 
I take you way out, where you never been before 
Been it since birth, sent to replish the Eatrh 
That truck that you roll is like a miniature hearse 
I deaded your shit before you finished a verse 
From niggas to gods from bitches to earths 
From Nat to Truck Turner that lives in my verse 
Realness is an act that you cannot rehearse 
Holla back, but listen first 
We in the age of aquarius... 
 
[Chorus x2] 
 
Aquarius! [x2]
  
 
 
  
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