[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)
  
   [Common]
   Durin divine hours, I use mind power to refine
   flour/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
   Made signs built 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..
  
   [Common]
   Check it, check it
   I was born underwater with three dollars and a cocktail
   Tryin to make the Garden of Eden, out of Auckdale and Rockwell
   Lock'd in this Grid like a Tupac tale
   While her-on 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
  
   [Erykah Badu]
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you
   Alllllll night looooong
   Allllllll (come on bay-bayyy)
   All night long.. all night long..
   All night long.. on and on and on and onnnn (come on bay-bayyy)
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
   Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
   Allllllll (on and on and on and onnnn) [HAH, UH-HUH]
   Iahhhhh (all night long) jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
   Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
   {what? yo-yo, yo-yo yo-yo check it, check it}
   On and on and on and onnnn
  
   [Common]
   A portrait of the Artist, formerly known as Sense
   The brain-wash, with my vocal tones I rinses
   Opportunity and the beat knocks
   Women, give me rhythm like beatbox, but it's the year
   of completion, I want a Queen to complete Rash'
   who's flavored from stacks, to Reeboks
   Send blessings to the family of Ice Mike
   Shit like that, don't help me write right, but I got site/sight
   like a destruction worker, when it's time to build
   Get off like Sam Jack' and it's +Time to Kill+
   In perseverence I'ma find a meal, and provoke
   My Gramps used to trick off big papers at the Riverboat
   It go..
  
   [Erykah Badu (with Common)]
   Allllll.. niiiiiight.. all night
   Allllll.. niiiiiight.. you got it goin all night
   Allllll.. niiiiiight.. y'know, y'know it all night
   Allllll.. niiiiiight.. oahahhhoahhohhhhhh (yea, yeah)
  
   [Erykah Badu]
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (one more time)
   Alllllll night looooong, oahhhhohhh (ebb in feelings)
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (I ain't sleeping)
   Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
   On and on and on and onnnn
  
   [Common]
   Check it
   I walk downtown to tempos and never lose the beat
   Some people got ignorance confused with bein street
   on the, street of desire my body and soul meet
   Arguin over thick broads and meals with no meat
   Had the cold feet for a second
   Mega-niggaz in my box throwin suggestions
   Had me checkin myself and double checkin, I popped the +Resurrection+
   In the mirror I only heard my reflection
   Let me hold mics, while you hold dicks and CD collections
   And at MusicLand and Coop's, we can make connections
   I meditate with confidence, to not chomp on cents
   Outspoken like 30's but yet I guard my lips
   Writin niggaz with stripes, I hold posture with
   Poppin shit to fat broads, wearin os-trich
   Givin em voicemail, tracks are like County
   To them I voice-jail/gel, if you believe in Heaven
   why is the choice Hell? Why is this choice Hell?
   Why is this choice Hell?
  
   [Erykah Badu]
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you
   Alllllll night looooong, oahhhhohhh (keep goin)
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (keep goin, keep goin, keep on)
   (and don't you give up) Alllllll night looooong (ah keep on, ah keep on)
   Ooahhhoahhhhh (ah keep on, ah keep.. ah don't you give up)
   Iahhhhh (all night long) jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
   Alllllll night looooong (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
   On and on and on and onnnnnnnnnn (keep it goin baby)
   (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
   Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
   Alllllll night looooong (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
   (all night long) On and on and on and onnnnnnnn
  
   Alllllll (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest) niiiiiiiight
   Alllllll (and if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest) niiiiiiight
   Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
   Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
   Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
   Alllllll (don't stop now) niiiiiiiiight (no no no, no, uh-uh)
   Alllllll (you bet' not stop) niiiiiiiiight
   Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
  
   Yeahhhhhh.. Common Sense, and Baduuuu