Don't come my way
Common Lyrics


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(featuring Slick Rick)

[Common]
Yeah yeah
You know, Slick, why do he wanna come crib
Acting like he know how the brothers live?
We have to let 'em know
We have to let 'em know
Heeeeere we go

Behold a pair of white horses on the Death Wish course
Been watching MTV, reading articles in The Source
Lost on the other side of the river
Where death approaches the livest nigga
I wonder why this wigga
Would even come around my tilt
With grandmothers cry, uncles get high, and cats get pealed
My guys will deal with him, he got no rhythm
So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction
Hoe work and day oppression
Turn up the bass and let the system thump
So my neighbors won't hear the sparks as the lead gets pumped
Its a pre-(?) agreement in the cement jungle
Kill each other over money and white boys for fun

[Female Singer]
Don't come my way
Hawks feel the day
Things don't change, oh no
Don't you come my way
Come my way
See the day, oh no

[Slick Rick]
Little family so a junky living act as
Started smoking crack to fill the void within my black ass
1999, rolling as some broke cat
These white kids asking questions
About where to buy some coke at
Kinda shock a dude, Ruler turn a sucker to
Show 'em where these cats at, maybe earn a rock or two
Retarded, not knowing the kid hardest trife
Kill 'em, asswipes, I'll have a new start in my life
Till the drug lord knock upon their (?)
Disprespected, "Washed up rapper, what the fuck you want?"
The often asked, I could see others laugh
I got my man he wanna a buy a half a ki off your ass
Scolding 'em, sleeping and sold on 'em
Gimme the cash,
Let me flash it through this peephole on 'em (Check it out)
He got hyped quick, pursued in the tight crib
Emptied on their asses, including the white kids

[Female Singer]
Don't come my way
Hawks feel the day
Things don't change, oh no
Don't you come my way
Come my way
See the day, oh no

[Common]
Yo, How'd dude go cop a brick when he ain't got the loot
Ricky D, get the heat and 'Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute"
This wigga gots no heart from his Iowa start

[Slick Rick]
And a Section 8 cat, he don't want any part
I put two in there, ruin their, pursuing their souvenir
Nigga, what the fuck is that white behind DOING here?
Won't you say you wanted to slug 'em
"If your not here for the cable or the (?) ya BUGGIN"

[Common]
Lights flooded the scene, there was blood and si-reens
(sirens)
The cops shot the brother, I still hear him scream
Black mans reality, white mans bad dream
Familiar scene from the Ickeys to the Brady Green
Its pissy hallways, broke elevators always (ya know)
Ain't no place for our children to play
I try to go out in the summer and be feeling the day
These broke and stupid niggas, yo they still in the way

[Slick Rick]
One of the mightiest slang, and plus the night is young
I got long term money draining ideas from
Since they far, I'll find your brown sweetheart
Just being white your like golden goose around these parts
Hey retard, better hurry in, my name is Father Marion
I'll hold that American Express card your carrying
Put your nose up, don't, shut up, provoking and woke up
First where do you live, how much money your folks got?

[Female Singer]
Don't come my way
Hawks feel the day
Things don't change, oh no
Don't you come my way
Come my way
See the day, oh no
Don't come my way
Hawks feel the day
Things don't change, oh no
Don't you come my way
Come my way
See the day, oh no

[Common]
We let the rhythm go
Common Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em
Common Sense will spin 'em check it out
I guess I did 'em where they should to be done
Ain't nothing new about the wonder rap son
Closed styles like captions yo its time for some action
Man, I get bread, niggas get me sled
When I come up off their head, it was said
For that, yo, it's like this
Common Sense'll strike this, mic this
Just like some punchlines
How niggas follow me like one time
Everybody love me like the sunshine
Combine, ain't that you never knew of




Niggas say one but I've got two loves
Check it out, now how I do love...

Overall Meaning

The song "Don't Come My Way" by Common featuring Slick Rick is a commentary on the social dynamics of race and violence in urban communities. The song begins with Common questioning why a white person would venture into his neighborhood, which is marked by symbols of violence and oppression, such as white horses and drug addiction. He wonders why someone from outside of the community would venture into a place where even the people living there can't find a way out.


Slick Rick then enters the song and tells a story about how he took advantage of white kids who asked him where to buy cocaine, and how he ended up killing them. He describes how he took their money and uses it to further his criminal enterprise. The song then moves into a critique of a system that creates economic inequality and leads to violence. Common speaks to the fact that the system has created a cycle of poverty and crime that seems inescapable. Overall, the song is an insightful analysis of the impact of poverty, drugs, and violence on urban communities.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah yeah
Expressing agreement and acknowledgement


You know, Slick, why do he wanna come crib
Why does he want to come to our neighborhood?


Acting like he know how the brothers live?
Pretending to understand the lives of black people


We have to let 'em know
We must make it clear to him


Heeeeere we go
Here we go, the confrontation begins


Behold a pair of white horses on the Death Wish course
Witness the presence of white people who are willing to engage in dangerous activities


Been watching MTV, reading articles in The Source
He has been influenced by mainstream media and hip-hop culture


Lost on the other side of the river
Confused and out of place in our neighborhood


Where death approaches the livest nigga
Where violence and danger threaten the most vibrant individuals


I wonder why this wigga
I am curious why this white person


Would even come around my tilt
Would even come to my area


With grandmothers cry, uncles get high, and cats get pealed
In a neighborhood where grandmothers are mourning, uncles are using drugs, and violence is prevalent


My guys will deal with him, he got no rhythm
My friends will handle him because he lacks understanding and cultural awareness


So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction
We will use violence against him, communicating in the language of the streets


Hoe work and day oppression
Engaging in illegal activities and experiencing daily hardships


Turn up the bass and let the system thump
Increase the volume and let the music shake the artists


So my neighbors won't hear the sparks as the lead gets pumped
To hide the sound of gunshots from my neighbors


Its a pre-(?) agreement in the cement jungle
It is an unwritten agreement in the dangerous urban environment


Kill each other over money and white boys for fun
Engage in violence against each other for financial gain and amusement for white people


Don't come my way
Stay away from me


Hawks feel the day
The predators are alert and ready


Things don't change, oh no
The situation remains the same, no improvement


Come my way
Approach me


See the day, oh no
Witness the reality, which is not favorable


Little family so a junky living act as
A small family affected by drug addiction


Started smoking crack to fill the void within my black ass
Began using drugs to numb the emotional emptiness


1999, rolling as some broke cat
In 1999, struggling financially


These white kids asking questions
These white teenagers inquiring


About where to buy some coke at
Asking for information on purchasing cocaine


Kinda shock a dude, Ruler turn a sucker to
Surprising a person, using authority to manipulate them


Show 'em where these cats at, maybe earn a rock or two
Revealing the whereabouts of drug dealers to gain favors


Retarded, not knowing the kid hardest trife
Ignorant and unaware of the harsh realities of life


Kill 'em, asswipes, I'll have a new start in my life
Eliminate them, useless individuals, and begin a fresh chapter


Till the drug lord knock upon their (?)
Until the drug lord meets a violent end


Disprespected, 'Washed up rapper, what the fuck you want?'
Feeling disrespected as they insult me, a past-his-prime rapper


The often asked, I could see others laugh
The question I often hear, causing others to laugh


I got my man he wanna a buy a half a ki off your ass
I have a friend who wants to purchase a significant amount of drugs from you


Scolding 'em, sleeping and sold on 'em
Reprimanding them, deceiving and betraying them


Gimme the cash
Give me the money


Let me flash it through this peephole on 'em (Check it out)
Let me show them the money by flaunting it in front of their eyes


He got hyped quick, pursued in the tight crib
He became agitated and followed me into a confined space


Emptied on their asses, including the white kids
Started shooting at them, including the white teenagers


Yo, How'd dude go cop a brick when he ain't got the loot
How did he acquire a large quantity of drugs when he doesn't have the money


Ricky D, get the heat and 'Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute'
Slick Rick, retrieve the gun and act aggressively


This wigga gots no heart from his Iowa start
This white person lacks empathy from his upbringing in Iowa


And a Section 8 cat, he don't want any part
He is from a low-income housing program and wants no involvement


I put two in there, ruin their, pursuing their souvenir
I shot them twice, destroying their pursuit and their lives


Nigga, what the fuck is that white behind DOING here?
Why is that white person present in this situation?


Won't you say you wanted to slug 'em
Didn't you say you wanted to punch them?


'If your not here for the cable or the (?) ya BUGGIN'
If you are not here for a specific reason, you are crazy


Lights flooded the scene, there was blood and si-reens
The area was illuminated by police lights, accompanied by the sound of sirens


The cops shot the brother, I still hear him scream
The police shot and injured the black man, his screams echoing


Black mans reality, white mans bad dream
The harsh reality for black men is a nightmare for white people


Familiar scene from the Ickeys to the Brady Green
A scene that is common from the projects to the suburban neighborhoods


Its pissy hallways, broke elevators always (ya know)
There are urine-soaked hallways and perpetually broken elevators


Ain't no place for our children to play
There is no safe space for our children to enjoy


I try to go out in the summer and be feeling the day
I attempt to enjoy the summer and embrace the positive energy


These broke and stupid niggas, yo they still in the way
These impoverished and foolish individuals are still causing obstacles


One of the mightiest slang, and plus the night is young
Using powerful language and taking advantage of the youthful spirit


I got long term money draining ideas from
I have lucrative plans that will generate income in the long run


Since they far, I'll find your brown sweetheart
Since they are distant, I will locate your loved one of Hispanic descent


Just being white your like golden goose around these parts
Simply by being white, you are highly valued and sought after in this area


Hey retard, better hurry in, my name is Father Marion
Hey idiot, you should come inside quickly, I am Father Marion


I'll hold that American Express card your carrying
I will take possession of the American Express card you possess


Put your nose up, don't, shut up, provoking and woke up
Arrogantly raise your nose, don't speak, inciting and stirring up controversy


First where do you live, how much money your folks got?
First, tell me where you reside and how wealthy your parents are


We let the rhythm go
We allow the music to take control


Common Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em
Common Sense will strike them where I struck them


Common Sense will spin 'em check it out
Common Sense will surprise and disorient them, observe


I guess I did 'em where they should to be done
I fulfilled my role in teaching them a lesson


Ain't nothing new about the wonder rap son
There is nothing innovative about my style of rap, son


Closed styles like captions yo its time for some action
Limited and repetitive rhyming styles, it's time for a change


Man, I get bread, niggas get me sled
I make money, people are envious of my success


When I come up off their head, it was said
When I deliver a powerful performance, it is well-known


For that, yo, it's like this
That's how it is, my friend


Common Sense'll strike this, mic this
Using intelligence and skill, I will captivate the microphone


Just like some punchlines
Similar to well-constructed and impactful lines


How niggas follow me like one time
How people imitate and emulate me like the police


Everybody love me like the sunshine
Everyone adores me, just like the sunlight


Combine, ain't that you never knew of
Together, something you weren't aware of


Niggas say one but I've got two loves
People claim to only have one love, but I have two


Check it out, now how I do love...
Pay attention, see how I express my love




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