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The People Lyrics
Yeah, this for the people
This is street radio
For unsung hero
Riding in the regal
Trying to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo
I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do
We do it for the people
And the struggle, a lot of brothers and their folks
The lovers of the dope
Experiment to discover hope
Scuffle for notes
The ruffle I wrote
Times was harder
If a rock star to the voice of a martyr
Why white folk focus on dogs and yoga
People on the low end try to ball and get ova
Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldier
From the bounce to the ounce, it's all our culture
Everyday we hustling
Trying to get them custom rims
Law, we ain't trusting them
Thick broads, we lusting them
Sick and tired of punching it
I look on the bus at them
When I see them struggling
I think Com' touching them
The days, have come
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, your fine
This is street radio
For unsung hero
Riding in the regal
Trying to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo
I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do
We do it for the people
The people, said that I was sharp on TV
At the Grammy's, though they trying to India.Arie me
Got back stage and I bumped into Stevie
He said no matter what, the people gonna see me
Can't leave rap alone, the streets need me
Hunger in they eyes, is what seemed to feed me
Inside peace mixed with beef, seemed to breed me
Nobody believe, until I believe me
Now I'm on the rise
Doing business with my guys
Visions realized
Music affecting lives
A gift from the skies
To be recognized
I keep my eyes on the people, that's the prize
The days, have come
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, your fine
This is street radio
For unsung hero
Riding in the regal
Trying to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo
I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do
We do it for the people
From Inglewood
To a single hood
In Botswana
I see the eye and we my nigga
Yours is my drama
Standing in front of the judge with no honor
My raps ignite the people like Obama
The karma of the street
Says needs and takes
Sometimes we find peace
In beats and breaks
Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake
Rebel Cadillac music for the people's sake
The people
The days, have come
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, your fine
For unsung hero
Riding in the regal
Trying to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo
I found the new primo
Yeah you know how we do
We do it for the people
The lovers of the dope
Experiment to discover hope
Scuffle for notes
The ruffle I wrote
Times was harder
If a rock star to the voice of a martyr
Why white folk focus on dogs and yoga
People on the low end try to ball and get ova
Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldier
From the bounce to the ounce, it's all our culture
Everyday we hustling
Trying to get them custom rims
Law, we ain't trusting them
Thick broads, we lusting them
Sick and tired of punching it
I look on the bus at them
When I see them struggling
I think Com' touching them
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, your fine
For unsung hero
Riding in the regal
Trying to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo
I found the new primo
We do it for the people
At the Grammy's, though they trying to India.Arie me
Got back stage and I bumped into Stevie
He said no matter what, the people gonna see me
Can't leave rap alone, the streets need me
Hunger in they eyes, is what seemed to feed me
Inside peace mixed with beef, seemed to breed me
Nobody believe, until I believe me
Now I'm on the rise
Doing business with my guys
Visions realized
Music affecting lives
A gift from the skies
To be recognized
I keep my eyes on the people, that's the prize
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, your fine
For unsung hero
Riding in the regal
Trying to stay legal
My daughter found Nemo
I found the new primo
We do it for the people
To a single hood
In Botswana
I see the eye and we my nigga
Yours is my drama
Standing in front of the judge with no honor
My raps ignite the people like Obama
The karma of the street
Says needs and takes
Sometimes we find peace
In beats and breaks
Put the bang in the back so the seats can shake
Rebel Cadillac music for the people's sake
The people
Now we, are one
Just take, your time
And then, your fine
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Wow, no comments yet? This song is a song that I feel a lot of people can relate to. A lot of time I feel like I need to do something just to help out the greater good of others. It seems that Common feels like he needs to continue is work because it's helping others out. This is a great inspirational tune.
i always thought it was "sick and tired of punchin in" not "bunchin it."
um, i'm white and i don't have a dog or do yoga. generalizations like these are only going to perpetuate the problem. why would he say that? and i thought i liked you, common.
racism aside, this song is lazy...pretty weak overall.
yeah i dont know about that. in the area i live the young white urban population (yuppies) are all into this foreign cultural shit like doing yoga and eating at japanese places and from what i see pretty much every middle aged white woman on my street is obsessed with their dog trust me if u lived in my area u would see what he's talkin about and anyways thats really not a very offensive thing to say all. black are generalized all the time u cant be so sensitive
This songs straight up. He's talkin bout the people of his city (i think hes from Chicago). he also mentions how he realized how he could affect ppl with his music
I have to agree! I'm shocked no one else has commented on this, a good year or so after this track dropped. Common is so unique beyond words. Definitely an underrated artist.