Electric Wire Hustler Flower

[Intro: Sonny Sondoval & Common]

Ahhhhhhh! (Yo!)

[Hook: Common & Sonny Sondoval]

Electric! (Electric!) Wire! (Wire!) Hustle! (Hustle!) Flower! (Flower!)

[Verse 1: Common]

Blood and magic dripping from me

Through thugs and addicts, I grip an entry

Enter this game of tricks and envy

I forget game to remain an MC

Rooms in this mind that's still empty

Only fufilled through prophecy

You stoppin' me? You see I'm tryna catch this plane

You must be throwed – nigga, catch your brain

It's fresh, but it is some stress in fame

"Got hoes"?! Ho nigga, respect the game

I talk to cab drivers about the fast lane

And Islam, mastering chakras and beyond

Think about the hustle and somehow I see why

Wrote a letter to the concrete, "P.S., be strong"

You was at your hardest when you didn't even try

Live like a bitch, then, bitch, you gon' die

[Hook: Common & Sonny Sondoval]

Electric! (Electric!) Wire! (Wire!) Hustle! (Hustle!) Flower! (Flower!)

[Verse 2: Common]

Mercury in retrograde

I'm tryna get niggas in the ghetto paid

While they watch pornos in Escalades

Wave from floats in the dope and sex parade

Somebody screamin' in my mind, I'm tryna find if it's me

Or voices from the master they designed to be free

Same revolt, can't be found on TV

Or radi-adio, it's living in me

"Hey, lady! That smoke is bothering me

If I put it in your eye, ashes you would cry"

All this rap talk is blowing my high

I just came to chill and build with my guy

I try to walk, but I stumble on the humble path

This story of a pimp stick that became a staff

You got it, you gotta know where to aim the mag

Art and opinions are made to clash

[Hook: Common & Sonny Sondoval]

Electric! (Electric!) Wire! (Wire!) Hustle! (Hustle!) Flower! (Flower!)

[Verse 3: Common]

Out-of-body experience, hard to explain

Like the pyramids and gods, I remain

I know pain, like Kurt Cobain

Or A.I. playin' hurt-the-whole-game

Dig in to the Earth's brain for worst gain

Focused like young blood on his first chain

I used to write shit–to please niggas

Now I write shit–to freeze niggas

Whether iced out or American pie sliced out

I sit in the room with the lights out

Whether diced out, or with their hair spiked out

I sit alone in the room with the lights out, screaming

[Hook: Common & Sonny Sondoval]

Electric! (Electric!) Wire! (Wire!) Hustle! (Hustle!) Flower! (Flower!)