"All Kind Of Ideas" lyrics

Common & Pete Rock Lyrics

"All Kind Of Ideas"

Uh, what (All, all, all kind of ideas)
Never before, nigga, uh-huh (All, all, all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas)
Yeah, boy, yeah, nigga
Last night, uh-huh (All-all-all-all-all-all-all kind of ideas)
Yeah, boy, uh-huh
Yeah (All-all-all-all-all-all kind, all kind of ideas)
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Uh, uh, yeah, ayo

I'm soul brother uno (Uno), black from the future
Make beats on the table if I break my computer (Break my computer)
And still make hits like I used to (Uh)
Keep your top five, I'm God's favorite producer (For real)
Sixteen bars of pressure, no metronome (Nope)
Thinking outside the box, that's a better zone (Way better)
So many ideas coming out the wazoo (Uh)
It's only one of me, can never do what I do (Ayy)
Past, present and future; that is timeless (Uh)
Been a lot a things, but I never been rhymeless (Never)
Drums like scattered showers when I rain, man (Uh-huh)
Giving you food for soul, that's the game plan (Word)
Tears for fears (What), I said a shout out to all my peers
But I never ran out of all kind of ideas, I said (All kind of ideas, yeah, boy)
Tears for fear, a shout out to all my peers (What)
But never ran out of all kind of ideas (Let's go)

All, all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas
All-all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas
All-all, all-all-all kind, all kind of ideas
All, all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all kind of ideas

Rack focus to the black Moses that's light skinned
A dawn like when the night end, I'm multi-hyphened
My stipend is ripened from Chi' to Big Apple
On the mic, I'm Micah Parsons any subject I tackle
And grapple with wack dudes
And school niggas like black schools 'cause they lack rules
Niggas mad 'cause I know that cash rules everything around me except my mind
The underground found me, and depth I find on the railroad
I unjail souls like Harriet
Spitting chariots of fire through the wire and live barb fences
I murder MCs, some say that it's senseless (All)
Bomber like a winter coat though I've been In the trenches
Known to go for it like fourth and inches
Move the chains, I maneuver through the game
My thought grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
Foes came sporting fake smiles like dentures
Them monkeys been programmed, at them, I throw wrenches
Hunger for the game, your thirst never quenches
You search for mentions, I unearth dimensions
These are adventures from Avalon benches
The real hip-hop, Com' came to his senses
Extensions of a man, the master planned for years
For me to bring to the world (All kind of ideas)

All kind, all-all-all-all kind of ideas, all-all kind of ideas
All kind of, all, all
All kind of ideas, all kind of ideas
All kind of-all kind of ideas
All kind of, all-all-all-all-all kind of ideas
All-all kind of ideas
All kind of, all-all-all-all-all kind of ideas (All-all-all kind of ideas)
All-all-all-all-all-all kind of ideas
All kind of, all-all kind of ideas
All kind, all kind of ideas, ideas, ideas, ideas, ideas-


Writer(s): Peter O. Phillips, William Griffin, Eric Barrier, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Joe Wheeler
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