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  • Gucci

    Why is this guy not all over the charts?

    Is it just poor marketing or is he not underworld-thuggin'-bitches-n-ho... enough for the passive hip hop listener to embrace?

    I've only recently been on 'be' and i'm now starting to dig his work kinda backwards.

    Anybody know any must have's of his?

  • blackspade0

    I Used To Love H.E.R

    tekzilla

  • blackspade0

    checked out the 'ressurection' album ?

  • blackspade0

    'I used to love her' is prob one of my fav tracks of his

    using woman as a metaphor for hip hop

    http://www.mp3lyrics.org/c/commo…

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  • Gucci0

    that's a wicked track, 'spade. i'm for sure gonna check that album you recommended out.

    thanks!

  • jondj240

    His past work is great! 'Be' and 'Electric Circus' are good but not as good as his older works. But i kind of like the 'harder', 'ready to battle' Common more than the softer lighter stuff.

    j.

  • DrHuxtable0

    All of his albums before Electric Circus are really good. I was blown away when I first heard 'I used to love h.e.r.' I was relieved when I heard "Be." I didn't really get into Electric Circus too much.

  • 305artist0

    The guy is consistently good. Id rate his albums in the following order:

    1. Resurrection
    2. Like Water for Chocolate
    3. Be
    4. Electric Circus
    5. One day...
    6. ...Borrow a Dollar.

    His stuff on Soundbombing was great (1999) and his work on the Roots albums are like woah.

    Definetely underrated.

  • son0

    Fuck Ice Cube

  • son0

    i mean

    A bitch nigga wit an attitude named Cube
    Step to Com wit a feud
    Now what the fuck I look like dissing a whole coast
    You ain't made shit dope since AmeriKKKa's Most
    Wanted to cease from the Midwest to the East
    On the dick of the East for your 1st release
    Your lease is up at the crib house niggaz get evicted
    And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked
    Natural Born Killa, nigga 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 dick, said you was fuckin her
    Use Higher Learning, don't take my words out of text
    Went from gangsta to Islam to the dick of Das EFX
    It'll take the Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back
    From giving you mouth shots or hit wit the pipe 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

  • son0

    yall wanna know the best one?

  • son0

    to: tupacs aunt
    from: common

    F/ cee-lo

    (common)
    In the spirit of god.
    In the spirit of the ancestors.
    In the spirit of the black panthers.
    In the spirit of assata shakur.
    We make this movement towards freedom
    For all those who have been oppressed, and all those in the struggle.
    Yeah. yo, check it-

    There were lights and sirens, gunshots firin
    Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent
    Seemed like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle
    Blood bubbled in her chest, cold air brushed against open flesh
    No room to rest, pain consumed each breath
    Shot twice wit her hands up
    Police questioned but shot before she answered
    One panther lost his life, the other ran for his
    Scandalous the police were as they kicked and beat her
    Comprehension she was beyond, tryna hold on
    To life. she thought she’d live with no arm
    That’s what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
    They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
    Handcuffed tight to the bed, through her skin it bit
    Put guns to her head, every word she got hit
    ’who shot the trooper? ’ they asked her
    Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her
    Her mind raced till things got still
    Opened her eyes, realized she’s next to her best friend who got killed
    She got chills, they told her: that’s where she would be next
    Hurt mixed wit anger-survival was a reflex
    They lied and denied visits from her lawyer
    But she was buildin as they tried to destroy her
    If it wasn’t for this german nurse they woulda served her worse
    I read this sister’s story, knew that it deserved a verse
    I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me?
    All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y’all.

    (cee-lo vocals)
    I’m thinkin’ of assata, yes.
    Listen to my love, assata, yes.
    Your power and pride is beautiful.
    May God bless your soul.

    (common)
    It seemed like the middle of the night when the law awakened her
    Walkie-talkies cracklin, I see ’em when they takin her
    Though she kinda knew,
    What made the ride peaceful was the trees and the sky was blue
    Arrived to middlesex prison about six inna morning
    Uneasy as they pushed her to the second floor in
    A cell, one cot, no window, facing hell.
    Put in the basement of a prison wit all males
    And the smell of misery, seatless toilets and centipedes
    She’d exercise, (paint? ,) and begin to read
    Two years inna hole. her soul grew weak
    Away from people so long she forgot how to speak
    She discovered frredom is a unspoken sound
    And a wall is a wall and can be broken down
    Found peace in the panthers she went on trial with
    One of the brothers she had a child with
    The foulness they would feed her, hopin she’s lose her seed
    Held tight, knowing the fight would live through this seed
    In need of a doctor, from her stomach she’s bleed
    Out of this situation a girl was conceived
    Separated from her, left to mother the revolution
    And lactated to attack hate
    Cause federal and state was built for a black fate
    Her emptiness was filled with beatings and court dates
    They fabricated cases, hoping one would stick
    And said she robbed places that didn’t exist
    In the midst of threats on her life and being caged with aryan whites
    Through dark halls of hate she carried the light
    I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me?
    All of this shit so we could be free.
    Yeah, I often wonder what would happen if that woulda been me?
    All of this shit so we could be free, so dig it, people-

    (cee-lo)
    I’m thinkin’ of assata, yeah.
    Listen to my love, assata, yeah.
    Your power and pride, so beautiful...
    May God bless your soul.
    Oooh.

    (common)
    Yo
    From north carolina her grandmother would bring
    News that she had had a dream
    Her dreams always meant what they needed them to mean
    What made them real was the action in between
    She dreamt that assata was free in they old house in queens
    The fact that they always came true was the thing
    Assata had been convicted of a murder she couldna done
    Medical evidence shown she couldna shot the gun
    It’s time for her to see the sun from the other side
    Time for her daughter to be by her mother’s side
    Time for this beautiful woman to become soft again
    Time for her to breathe, and not be told how or when
    She untangled the chains and escaped the pain
    How she broke out of prison I could never explain
    And even to this day they try to get to her
    But she’s free with political asylum in cuba.

    (cee-lo vocals)
    I’m thinkin’ of assata, yeah.
    Listen to my love, assata, yeah.
    We’re molded from the same mud, assata.
    We share the same blood, assata, yeah.
    Your power and pride, so beautiful...
    May God bless your soul.
    Your power and pride, so beautiful...
    May God bless your soul.
    Oooh.

    (assata)
    Freedom! you askin me about freedom. askin me about freedom?
    I’ll be honest with you. I know a whole more about what freedom isn’t
    Than about what it is, cause I’ve never been free.
    I can only share my vision with you of the future, about what freedom is.
    Uhh, the way I see it, freedom is-- is the right to grow, is the right to
    Blossom.
    Freedom is -is the right to be yourself, to be who you are,
    To be who you wanna be, to do what you wanna do.

  • me20

    dont miss seeing him live. dude has a energy that is amazing!

  • son0

    he can breakdance

    i mean

    he's the common rapper

  • Neuarmy0

    buy it all. common(sense) is the man, even electric circus is dope if you give it a chance. great lyricist..

  • agentfour0

    rockin with Kanye is about as 'all over the charts' as i hope it gets. hes fuckloads better than anything in the charts and always has been.

  • jondj240

    The guy is consistently good. Id rate his albums in the following order:

    1. Resurrection
    2. Like Water for Chocolate
    3. Be
    4. Electric Circus
    5. One day...
    6. ...Borrow a Dollar.

    305artist
    (Dec 8 05, 19:15)

    Naw more like:

    1. Resurrection
    2. Like Water for Chocolate
    3. One day...
    4. Be
    5. Electric Circus
    6. Can I Borrow A Dollar?

    there is no way that Be or Electric Circus is better than One Day...just listen to the heat he brings to the mic!

  • dablammit0

    I remember when I first heard One Day...I don't think I took it out of my player for at least 6 months.

  • son0

    "ima go to london, and start oj'in"

  • son0

    this dude went out w/ this white girl from cali up in the hills where her family had a ranch w/ horses and shit, smokin sherm, and it was like her, her brother, nephew/cousin or somebody and some other family members, they was kickin dead prez, and he was like vibin w/ him...

    before you knew it, he was in the hospital in a coma and wanted for attempted murder charges...

    its like life's a joke