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    "New Wave" Lyrics


    Yeah! The war zone. Who you fighting for?

    [Verse 1: Common]
    It's funk to rhythm and punk to rock
    loud like shot that come from a glock
    Pick up your mind, run from the spot
    Revolution jumping in the parking lot
    Shit is so hot that the sun watch
    Children by the window with the gun cocked
    they could get robbed and stop the luck (?)
    Monkeys dance around for MTV spots
    I lock into a....

    rock into a rhythm of street and ancient wisdom
    Experiment in stereo loud so crank the system
    For the humble on the path I paint a vision
    How far will a nigga go just for attention
    And to be remembered, you forgot the mission

    [Chorus: Laetitia Sadier]
    All traces of life
    in our gats we carry
    that's used to dress humanity
    (Common: it's a New Wave, Come on!)

    [Sung in French]
    All traces of life
    in our gats we carry
    that's used to dress humanity
    (Common: it's a New Wave, Dig it!)

    [Sung in French]
    This life is precious
    it's goddamn? marvelous
    before it ever ends
    (Common: it's a New Wave, Come on!)

    This life is precious
    it's goddamn? marvelous
    before it ever ends
    (Common: Come on! Come on!)

    [Verse 2: Common]
    I lay terror in this era like Che Guevera
    for the people to make or wait it's better
    in a room called real I stay forever
    Everyday I lose something I gain forever
    Meditate on how I can change the weather

    My brainstorm for some it's like (?) umbrella
    where bullets and lies both spray together
    My mind scream like Al Green "Let's Stay Together"
    How could a nigga be so scared of change
    That's what you hustle for, for the currency exchange
    Ya'll rich, we could beef curry in the game
    out your mouth, ain't nobody hurrying my name
    You seen what happened when the Com go BANG
    Wouldn't have a shot, even at a gun range
    Seen hype become fame against the grain become main-stream
    It all seems mundane in the scope of thangs


    [Verse 3: Common]
    From a land of shit talk, boy stars and pitch forks
    didn't really see white until I went North
    Getting bent on backyards, wishing in the air for a black god
    Where people fix cars and clap hard
    and look to the stars for rap jobs
    I walk through the black fog with reflectors on my boots
    smelling war near, I'm connected with the troops
    that master anger and ain't afraid to shoot
    through poured liquor fallen angels they salute (Whew! Whew!)
    Feel the wind blow
    A new wave- people with their hair trimmed low
    It's two ways living in this world of techno
    This age can't really save the ghetto
    I pause for the rebels who rock heavy metals
    and tell them that they're pharoh so let go
    Come on!

    This song was submitted on January 3rd, 2005 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by James Jason Poyser, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Laetitia Saedier, Ahmir K Thompson, James Dewitt Yancey.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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