Remember what Comm’s homeboy said the first time he heard “Sweet?” Well, seeing is believing but hearing will get you killed when Lonnie Lynn brings out that piece of Southside of Chicago that we knew he still had tucked away in his inner psyche, despite being spotted at charity galas and the sidelines of tennis tournaments than the crime-ridden corners of his upbringing.

Over a thunderous mashup of snare drums and feverish guitar licks provided by The Dreamer, The Believer’s sole maestro, No I.D., Common lifts skirts, chastises singing happy-go-lucky rappers (hmmm…) and straight up posers in an uncharacteristic but definitely welcomed tirade. Can’t stand next to Oprah performing this one. Shit, they might arrest him next time he steps foot on the White House lawn.

December is going to be hot!

Common – “Sweet” (Prod. By No I.D.)