In Moe (Speculation)

Mmm, Beats That Collected Dust, Volume 3

In Moe

Worldwide, talk to 'em

DJ Premier, my name is Common, yeah

A lot of speculation 'bout the things that I said

Is he coming off the head?

Is he that high level that his third eye's red?

I know we used to love her, is it true he really cared?

Did he become a great actor when hip-hop was dead?

A hungry hip-hop junkie, does he keep his people fed?

With a seat at the table, would he be like Chairman Fred?

Charge it to the game or give Chicago cred

Chi **** get dough, is that just how they bred?

Carrying toast like a celebration

Why do they hate he like a undeveloped nation?

It's levels to this, mine's is elevation

I excel, LL acceleration

My melanin is the fifth element

A gift to relevance, in the room like elephants

Never forgetting, the Medgar Evers mission

Wherever there's race, you know that there's distance

Wherever there's power, you know that there's resistance

I been double crossed like Christians, listen

Envisioning the hereafter, listening to Lauryn Hill

On some Fugees shit, I'm still scoring still

Deep in the game, I wanted KRS to know my name

My philosophy was prophecy before the fame

The streets ordained me, hip-hop became me

I play life and music in the same key

Yeah