Common Sense - A Penny For My Thoughts lyrics

"Friends.. Romans countrymen.. lend me a dollar! Ahh ha!" > Damon Wayans "How much? A dollar." "One dollar.." > Dan Akroyd "I got your money.. I got your poor measly.." > Eddie Murphy "One dollar.." > Dan Akroyd "Can I borrow a dollar?" > BizMarkie "n***a you ain't sh**.. you wasn't sh** when you was here! I seen you do that sh** all that's the same sh** you was doin round the poolroom n***a It ain't nuthin -- let me have a dollar" "Can I have a dolla? One dolla" "One dollar.." -> Dan Akroyd "How much? -- A dollar." "One dollar.." -> Dan Akroyd "One beer? Man you gotta give me a dollar for a beer" [Twilite Tone] Check this out One time, steps a man Common Sense and the Unamerican Caravan The true b-boys, dem dere and we in here Yeah, ya know, from the Southside of Chicago and we don't front Who me? I am Twilite Tone Babylon dread, Bumstead, and we come like DIS [Common] This the start of somethin big Methink I knows ya gonna dig it It's time to plant the seed Hip-Hop's the tree and I'ma fig it Figure it out, the mic, I'm rippin it like a ligament Gimme a light a Bud Light, and sh**'ll get lit just like a cigarette I'm a b-boy so don't test me, many rappers don't impress me You try steppin into my city I'll, Snipe em like Wesley So you best be on your way, I'm doper than Marion Berry, hey Wake up everyday and make-up rhymes but I'm not Mary Kay Some say I'm dope as f**, some label my rhymes incest My flex is kinda mean yo, so hey kid, CATCH These nuggets, these nuggets, these nugget ugget uggets with some peas and a hole in the bucket (cool, cool) Dear Liza, Minelli, I jam like jelly and I got helly what, helly what, HELLY RHYMES I can remember times when for a 40 I had to beg for bucks Nobody really gave a, so I had to beg for f**s Now what do n***az do when they got not food Skibbidy skap and busta bust a rap So I pick up the pen and then begin the thoughts to get to pumpin Hopin like all the people let me talk, let me say somethin Cause nothin for nothin leaves nothin, I got nuthin to lose I put, nuttin in my notes, I'm not your host when I got nuttin to use Dues gettin credited, now I debit my bank account Not on a blind date, could I see me taken out by some glutteus, glutteus, maximus, maximus I'm spas-ta-gis-a-mister-gis a mister-gis-ta-spas-ta-gis Spectacular, the papes I Count like Dracula You can't cut the rug, because you s**, MC Vacumn Up Rappers I skip on like Walter Payton Their ain't no way or half-step, and flex a rhyme like a bicep Some steps with concepts, but umm, WHO cares Not even the damn People Under the Stairs [Twilite Tone] Interruption, interruption True b-boys runnin sh** Unamerican Caravan, beatin you down Den dere's de man who don't stop Yo Com, come back with some Sense, UHH