Pop's Rap
Are you gonna play any music or do you just want me to rap?
Okay
Hey, hey old bean
And you to baby sweetness
I just dropped by the studio, see what my son does
My main man, my son Common Sense
They used to call me no sense
Now they say I got plenty sense, about six thousand years of it
You know, I'm just checking him out
See what's going on, 'cause I'm always sitting around telling him about
What we used to do back in our hood, you know
We used to be down and run this town and it was all at PC Pub
You know, and I'm shaking and they working on it, and they bringing it back
I see harmony, understanding
And they working on that love thing too
'Cause they be down with it, you know?
Now I hear them saying things like, "Whoa, I get a good feeling"
I be saying "Keep it up
Keep on moving with your groove, you're going the right way"
'Cause it's got to be in your heart
And I can tell by your beat you got it
See there, I can do a little piece, put them together there
Yeah, we used to be running this whole town, here
We used to be basketball playing brothers, you know
Now everybody's playing basketball
I wonder where they come from, what they claiming?
Gonna make an old man get his shoes out and throw one down to slam dunk on 'em
Every time the leaves start turning brown getting through the fall of the year
I can say, "Yeah it's time to play some"
What these youngsters talking about, they running out of breath?
What you say?
Well I tell what, we're gonna try something brand new here
'Cause everybody like new things, we're gonna work on something new, and I'm gonna call it peace
We're gonna pretend like its six years old
And we gonna build it and mould it
And nurture it and culture it
And grow right into our society for all of us to have
Do you believe in the peace?
Not that piece, but do you believe in the peace?
Alright, I see you raising your hand, you believe in the peace
Okay, bring it
See if I can't talk common sense into them
Let's cruise on down to 47 St. where dad used to hang out at, you know?
Eh remember in a few years when we moved from 47 to 87
47 was my hood, 87 was his
Touchdown
What's the name of the bangers in this town now?
Has everybody calmed down?
Back in my day, they was showing up, now they finally woke up
I hear they leaving it alone
Using words like "Truce," I love to hear that
