All Night Long Common (Ft. Erykah Badu)

[Common (with Badu singing in background)]
Yeah.. wanna feel the vi-ah-hi-hibe
Wanna feel the vibe, wanna feel the vi-ibe!
Uhhh.. wanna, what? Yeah
Wanna, what? Uhh, yeah (come on)
Every-bod', c'mon, uhh
Yo, yo.. (all night long)

[Verse 1: Common]
During divine hours, I use mind power to refine
Flower girls, and make 'em feel like black pearls
Get they minds off acryllic nails and the rap world
It's a lot you can find in the lost black girl
Ma-sons build in lodges, we be in garages
Discussin' who we boned and who God is
Pro-black like Craig Hodges with my dashikis in the cleaners
I kick it for the Chevy ridin' head to backstreet leaners

[Erykah Badu (with Common)]
Allllll.. (uhh) niiiiiight.. (yea yea, what?) [HAH]
Allllll.. [HUH, UHH] niiiiiight.. (whatcha say now Bee, what?)
Allllll.. (yeah, yeah yeah) niiiiiight.. [AOW! Aoww-owwww]
(to freak it with the) Allllll.. (now let me get a piece of this)
(let me get a piece Bee) niiiiiight..

[Verse 2: Common]
Check it, check it
I was born underwater with three dollars and a cocktail
Tryna make the Garden of Eden, out of Auckdale and Rockwell
Locked in this Grid like a 2Pac tale
Wild hair and rock smells make the cops tail
My third eye is my rail, on this L of thought
With afrocentric stamps I'm mailin' thoughts to my Gods held in court
I dwell where rebellion's taught, and emotions seldom walk
I try to walk like an Egyptian, but Hieroglyphics fail to talk
I guess the hustlin is the unspoken Gospel
Love that I'm an apostle, feel the holy spirit of Chicago
E Bottom, here's the bottle
I think I, need a cup of a tea, because I'm novel
(come on bay-bayyy) Bust it