Shuffle Song Of The Day (8/24/18): “I Used To Love H.E.R.” By Common

“I Used To Love H.E.R.” is a song by the Chicago rapper Common off of his 1994 album Resurrection. The song tells the story of growing up and the lost loves that go along with it. Based on the lyrics you’d assume he’s talking about a girl the entire time, but instead you’re subjected to Common’s genius. He’s actually talking about hip hop, and is simply comparing the negative changes in the genre to a girl he used to like that he no longer recognizes. He makes a lot of good points about the de-evolution of hip hop over the years, and seeing as this was written in 94, it’s only gotten worse. I would love to hear his thought on music now, or better yet come back and save it. The great part about music is atleast it last forever, so no matter how shitty rap gets we’ll always have classics like this.


LYRICS

Yes, yes, y’all and you don’t stop

To the beat ya’ll and you don’t stop

Yes yes, y’all and you don’t stop

1, 2, ya’ll and you don’t stop

Yes yes ya’ll and you don’t stop

And to the beat Com sense’ll be the sure shot

Come on

I met this girl, when I was ten years old

And what I loved most she had so much soul

She was old school, when I was just a shorty

Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me

On the regular, not a church girl she was secular

Not about the money, those studs was mic checking her

But I respected her, she hit me in the heart

A few New York niggas, had did her in the park

But she was there for me, and I was there for her

Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her

And just cool out, cool out and listen to her

Sitting on a bone, wishing that I could do her

Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be

Cause we related, physically and mentally

And she was fun then, I’d be geeked when she’d come around

Slim was fresh yo, when she was underground

Original, pure, untampered, a down sister

Boy I tell ya, I miss her

Yes, yes, y’all and you don’t stop

To the beat ya’ll and you don’t stop

Yes yes, y’all and you don’t stop

1, 2, ya’ll and you don’t stop

Yes yes ya’ll and you don’t stop

And to the beat Com sense’ll be the sure shot

Come on

Now periodically I would see

Old girl at the clubs, and at the house parties

She didn’t have a body but she started getting thick quick

Did a couple of videos and became Afrocentric

Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads medallions

She was on that tip about stopping the violence

About my people she was teaching me

By not preaching to me, but speaking to me in a method that was leisurely

So easily I approach

She dug my rap, that’s how we got close

But then she broke to the West coast, and that was cool

Cause around the same time, I went away to school

And I’m a man of expanding, so why should I stand in her way

She probably get her money in L.A

And she did stud, she got big pub but what was foul

She said that the pro-black, was going out of style

She said, Afrocentricity, was of the past

So she got into R&B hip-house bass and jazz

Now black music is black music and it’s all good

I wasn’t salty, she was with the boys in the hood

Cause that was good for her, she was becoming well rounded

I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit

Just having fun, not worried about anyone

And you could tell by how her titties hung

Yes, yes, y’all and you don’t stop

To the beat ya’ll and you don’t stop

Yes yes, y’all and you don’t stop

1, 2, ya’ll and you don’t stop

Yes yes ya’ll and you don’t stop

And to the beat Com sense’ll be the sure shot

Come on

I might’ve failed to mention that this chick was creative

Once the man got to her, he altered her native

Told her if she got an image and a gimmick

That she could make money, and she did it like a dummy

Now I see her in commercials, she’s universal

She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle

Now she be in the burbs, looking rock and dressing hippie

And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city

Talking about popping Glocks serving rocks and hitting switches

Now she’s a gangsta rolling with gangsta bitches

Always smoking blunts and getting drunk

Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk

Stressing how hardcore and “real” she is

She was really the realest, before she got into showbiz

I did her, not just to say that I did it

But I’m committed, but so many niggas hit it

That she’s just not the same letting all these groupies do her

I see niggas slamming her, and taking her to the sewer

But I’mma take her back hoping that the shit stop

Cause who I’m talking bout y’all is hip-hop


Shuffle Songs Of The Day Spotify Playlisthttps://open.spotify.com/user/uktsrm7377738r178iaacxnjz/playlist/5zEvXmKpS7QJmK1jDsf45c?si=NaBHRXtQTNy5079UbdLuwg

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