Nag Champa (Afrodisiac for the World) lyrics

by

J Dilla


[Intro: Common]
Yeah, baby boy (To)
In the place (To you and yours)
To be (Yeah)
It's me, y'all
We got the, y'all
We got the bop, y'all, we got the uh, uh
We got the huh, baby (Y'all n*ggas come towards the stage)
We got the huh (We gon' get it on like this)
We got the huh
(With the, with the, with the), with the huh
Yo, yo, yo, check it (With the, with the what? How you do it?)

[Verse 1: Common]
Exciting, enlightening
Inviting, I'm writing sh*t that I feel
Raps a black steel in the hour of commotion
The motion of Com is like that of a ocean
Devotion 'cause I'm the Earth, Wind, and Fire
Of hip-hop, by Rakim and Short, I've been inspired
My sh*t knocks environments of cats with seventeens, tint
Time is money, the mind is funny, how it's spent on gettin' it
I'm sittin' with descendants of Abraham
Who say the jam is money, cash, hoes
I went from bashful to as*h*le to international, lover of self
Word to mother, on my last record cover, it's felt
Now deal with it
[Chorus: J Dilla]
I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this
I wanna see you move it, so move it, move it
So let's just get into it, let's do this, do this
Can you feel the music, the music? Oh
Can you feel the music, the music?

[Verse 2: Common]
In this never-ending battle to please
n*ggas, magazine writers, MCs
Who request hot sh*t, I freeze
And tell 'em where I was rose, we always said cold
Hold your horses and your carriages
This never-went-gold n*gga rocks shows carat-less (Yeah)
You not gon' respect self, at least respect the heritage
Affecting lives is where the wealth and the merit is
I realize what I portray day to day, I gotta carry this (Uh)
And beats, rhymes, and life is where the marriage is (Come on)
Had dreams of f*ckin' R&B broads, it came true
Journalist I wreck (What?), shared the same view
Picked up a fallen angel on the path that I MC
Familiar voice, come to find out the angel was me
Some say, "You changin', Rashid" (Uh), times are
We still close, I rhyme far away, away, away
From what you accustomed to hearin' every day, uh-uh
You know the dope choppin', gun poppin', homies dyin'
I'm amongst it, save the war stories for Private Ryan, INI
[Chorus: J Dilla & Common]
I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this
I wanna see you move it, so move it, move it
So let's just get into it, let's do this, do this
Can you feel the music, the music? (This how we bring it, y'all)
The music, the music (Yo, check it)

[Verse 3: Common]
Women cry, children laugh, men dance
I refuse to lose self in tryin' to win fans over
Weight on my shoulder fluctuates like Oprah's
My refrigerator poetry's magnetic like Ultra
You couldn't hang if you was a poster
Posin' like a b*tch for exposure (What?)
It's rumors of gay MCs, just don't come around me with it
You still rockin' hickies? Don't let me find out he did it
Got my eyes on the tiger (What?), eyes on the prize (Yeah)
Eyes on the thighs (Of who?), of Mary J. Blige
Imaginin' how good the cat must be
Stop eatin' meat, lost weight, but I still rap husky (True)
My verse depth is like that of a baby's first step (Or what?)
Or the old lady who died and the nurse wept
I flow like cursive writing, invitin' you and yours to my openess
Shows allow me to cop range like a vocalist
But man does not live on bread alone (Uh)
What good is a range when it's time to head home? (Yeah)
[Chorus: J Dilla]
I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this
I wanna see you move it, so move it, move it
So let's just get into it, let's do this, do this
Can you feel the music, the music? Oh
Can you feel the music, the music? Oh
I wanna get into it, let's do this, do this (Yeah)
I wanna see you move it, just move it, just move it (Yeah)
So let's just get into it, let's do this (Yeah)

[Outro: Common & J Dilla]
Yeah, we be that, we be that (Can you feel the music, the music? Oh)
Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?)
We be that, we be that (Can you feel the music, the music?)
Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?)
We be that, we be that (Uh-huh)
Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?)
We be that, we be that (Uh-huh)
Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?)
We be that, we be that (Uh-huh)
Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say?)
We be that, we be that (Uh-huh)
Afrodisiac, 'disiac (What you say? What you say? What you say?)
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