Common The Bitch in Yoo Lyrics

{Yeah, for your nation...
for your nation...}

A b____ n____ wit an attitude named Cube
Step to Com wit a feud
Now what the f___ I look like dissing a whole coast
You ain't made s___ dope since AmeriKKKa's Most
Wanted to cease from the Midwest to the East
On the d___ of the East for your first release
Your lease is up at the crib, house n____z get evicted
And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa, n____ you natural born God
Look, read listen, got the nerve to say you rob
Hyprocrite, I'm filling out your Death Certificate
Slanging bean pies and St. Ide's in the same sentence
Shoulda repented, on the 16th of October
Get some beats besides George Clinton to rock over
Rap career is over, better off acting
What trouble I see, you're managing WC and Wack 10
You backed in to a four corner hustla
Lying on your d___, said you was f___in her
Use Higher Learning, don't take my words out of text
Went from gangsta to Islam to the d___ of Das EFX
It'll take the Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back
From giving you mouth shots or hit wit the pipe that Ralph got
When sucker ain't around, it's your Friday, it was good
I wasn't salty, she was wit the Boyz N the Hood.

[Chorus:]
I see the b____ in you when you don't speak your mind
The b____ in you, looking me in my eyes lyin
I see the b____ in you, simply hard, you find
The b____ in you, {b____!} it's coming out.
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{b____!}

Up on this rap s___, Cube, I'm calling out
I break in and smack n____z that's in the Slaughterhouse
This ain't no East coast, West coast, none of the above
I'm from Chi, I went to Cali, n____z gave me love
There's a thin line between the fake and the real
Grafted a__ n____, I see through your Glass Shield
Had skills once upon a time on this project, yo
I'm a have ta wreck a Ho'shea
I heard a ho say you her favorite rapper
(So what) so I had to slap her, (ugn)
And violate you, a Muslim drinking brew
Your n____ ain't no Mack 10, he's a 22
I seen you, you ain't say s___ to ATL
Cube, I like that diamond charm, I might cuff it, then sell
It out, like you sold Kam and Threat
A year ago, you wasn't talking s___ about the West
Guess you knew you're s___ was done plus the one got you cable
Hoo Bangin, you ain't banging s___ but the table
And the Circle Madd, ain't got no choice but to fight
Ain't none of y'all m____fuckas got a chance on the mic
Anytime you come out, yo, I'ma talk about you
Until you let that b____ in you, walk up out you.

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