Dylan Koski-Budabin - Aquarius lyrics

[Verse 1: Common] n***a deep in the rhythm, experience speaks I'm keepin' the wisdom, the life hustlers seek I seeking it with em, I'm dope the streets need me to hit em With some of that (revolutionary rap) Revolutionary blunted rap My peoples want hits, I hit it from the back Under the cherry moon, I hold notes and carry tunes My guise pack heat enough to bury June, on my feet I'm getting married soon, walking in the clouds like Mary Bethune Fumes of a real n***a seep into your room Or through fifthteens of the jeep that you boom Son so many cats, they call me high noon Offerings to Oshun hoping war is over soon Guard your grill like George Foreman Time to build, as far as building I'm the doorman, opening doors My blood I expose on the floors, tell them the game ain't only the score Hold on to your life as I carry these styles To have you tapping your head like Darius Miles You ain't supposed to rhyme, better off with a clothing line In this business of pimps, many hoes get signed Opposed to shine so me holding the blinds Mixing golden seal and wine, holding a nine In the age of aquarius [Hook: Bilal & Erykah Badu] The water that arrives (ba-ba ba ba) To purify the world (du-ba ba ba) Flying through the night (du ba-ba ba ba) So watch out here he comes ( du-du ba ba ba) Aquarius! (echoes) [Verse 2: Common] Between churches and liquor stores, my mic leaks With raps, all over your head like Tweet Playing with yourself, thinking the game is just wealth Hot for a minute, watch your name just melt Same spot where it's joyous, where the pain is felt As you build and destroy yo remain yourself They say im slept on, now im bucking in dreams And rhyme with the mind of a hustler scheme Or the struggle of fiends, I flow over water thats as troubled as teens For the love of the team, trying to double the dream Be grateful like the church psalm my grandmother sings Im rubbing my rings across the domes of clones Punchlines like Roy Jones with poems While you and your dogs foam at the mouth Thinking rap is the only way out The black human genius will never play out I take you way out, where you never been before Been it since birth, sent to replinish the Earth That truck that you roll is like a miniature hearse I deaded your sh** before you finished a verse From n***as to gods from b**hes to earths From Nat to Truck Turner that lives in my verse Realness is an act that you cannot rehearse Holla back, but listen first We in the age of Aquarius... [Hook x2] Aquarius! x2