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COMMON lyrics : "Gladiator"

(feat. Pharrell)
Nothing-nothing-nothing-nothing


[Chorus]
Nothing you could do [x4]


[Intro]
They say he's a radical, he don't fit the game
A heart full of glory and a fist of pain

A couple of battle scars but %#@!'s the same
Are you not entertained
So all the onlookers and the bystanders

Wait til intermission, run buy your camera
Record the moment, cause it'll be platinum
And you could say you seen Common rock the stadium


[Verse 1]
I was told by a wise old to come from the heart

Though I might've did The Light, I don't run from the dark
The dark knight to spark mics, and start fights
The warrior archetype like Kimbo Slice

It's strength in the beard, am I loved or feared
A beast amongst boys like Paul I'm revered
Vroof, vroof vroof vroof vroof Vroof vroof well

Like Jacob Jewel, I keep clientele
You frail on the mic like you might break a nail
I might smoke a joint but I won't take the L

I knew a fat girl who broke the scale
Still touched down cause I was off Artell
Had dreams of breaking Mike Vick out of jail

Took the underground rail to the end that failed
I rebel, NYSL
Here to leave a trail like Nelson Mandela


[Chorus]


[Common]
My words is the sword, my skill is the shield
My life is the style I stay dressed to kill

A legend like Will Smith with the steel
I could save the world when %#@! get for real
Skinny George Foreman, all in your grill

My rhyme style is blind, it's all in the feel
Touch it and watch the blood fall with the steel
The weak raps you wrote you could call that your will

My drive VROOM is how I stay the livest
Your guys got you gassed, my flow is a hybrid
Crashed I survived it, gashes over eyelids

You easy to take out cause you hot garbage
I'm amped like wattage, the truth ^!$$% honest
Any moment opponents drop out like college

Kneel and pay homage to the rap Ziggy Stardust
Stadium hands in the air fists balled up


[Chorus]

[Common]

Feet in the dirt, blood on the shirt
Scars over bars, symbols of the work
Tight clothes the armor, center of the drama

Defeat your whole army like this is Sparta
So don't violate or you'll get violated
Some of you model (*##$es is so overrated

Don't mean to underrate it but damn it I made it
In the water I waded on the corner I painted
Draw blood like we related

MCs get de-decapitated
Syncopated is the style that I fight with, write with
Mr. Excitement, change your face up like a white chick

Then light %#@! up like a dread with the herbs
Get sex in the city and head in the burbs
These are the words of a radical

The crowd applaud, I'm bowed, I'm proud
To be the gladiator


[Chorus]

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