"The Food". (feat. Kanye West). [Dave Chappelle]. Tonight's musical guest. Two of Chicago's Finest emcees!. Give it up for Common and Kanye West!. "It's Common Sense!". [Intro - Common]. Yeah! "Common Sense!" - [scratched]. It's Common Sense! With Kanye West!. On the Dave Chappelle Show!. Everybody gotta eat right?. It's the food baby!. [Chorus - Kanye West]. I walked in the crib got two kids. And my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!). So I had to did what I had to did. Cause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!). I'm up all night getting my money right. Until the blue and white (po po! po po! po po!). Now the money coming slow but a least a - know. Slow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!). [Verse - Common]. You love to hear the story again and again. About these young brothers from the City of Wind. Like juice and gin in the city we blend. Amongst the hustle titties and skin fifties and rims. Y'all know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed. Heartless females that wanna ride in em. Felt the southside venom in raw hides and denim. Pimp minds collide wit em a system that tries victims. We living in my man in the fast lane pivoting. On the block white is selling like Eminem. On the block it "Jump Off" like Kim and them. On the block it's hot you can feel it in your skin and then. Shorties get the game but no instructions to assembling. Eyes bright it seems like the fight is dimming them. Call my man cuzo like I'm kin to him. He trying to stay straight the streets is bending him. [Chorus]. [Verse - Common]. It's all good in the hood like raps and gems. Throwbacks and Timbs blacks and rims. Whether on ball courts attires of all sorts. We never fall short wit us it's Our Force like And 1's. Some waves some air guns the days of the fair one is over for. Cats is colder than four below wit self I go toe to toe. Wondering if it's for the art or for the doe. Though I know to grow a - gotta learn to let go. Though I know the doe I got to bring back to the ghetto. Arrows on Terot cards pointing to the grind. Po' livin in more prisons pointing to my mind shine the light up. Clench my fists tight holding the right up. Freedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter. Situations and jobs get tighter. My man trying to get his weight and height up c'mon!. [Chorus]. [Bridge - Kanye West]. I - I know I could make it right. If I could just swallow my pride. But I can't run away or put my - away. You can't front on me. I - no I can't let it ride. No no not tonight. See I can't run away or put my - away. You can't front on me. [applause]