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The Corner (Feat The Last Poets & Kanye West) (Produced By Kanye West)
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[Verse 1: Common]<br />Memories on corners with the fours & the moors (pronounced foes and moes)<br />Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to<br />Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose<br />To cope with they lows the wind is cold & it blows<br />In they socks & they souls holding they rolls<br />Corners leave souls opened & closed hoping for more<br />With nowhere to go rolling in droves<br />They shoot the wrong way cause they ain't knowing they goal<br />The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing he code<br />By the fours I was told either focus or fold<br />Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors<br />So we can cop clothes & roll in a Rolls<br />Now I roll in a "Olds" with windows that don't roll<br />Down the roads where cars get broke in & stole<br />These are the stories told by Stony & Cottage Grove<br />The world is cold the block is hot as a stove<br />On the corners<br /><br />[Hook: Kanye West]<br />I wish I could give ya this feeling<br />I wish I could give ya this feeling<br />On the corners, robbing, killing, dying<br />Just to make a living (huh)<br /><br />[Spoken: The Last Poets]<br />We overstated, We underrated, we educated<br />The corner was our time when times stood still<br />And gators and snakeskins and yellow and pink<br />And colored blue profiles glorifying that<br /><br />[Verse 2: Common]<br />Streetlights & deepnights cats trying to eat right<br />Riding no seat bikes with work to feed hypes<br />So they can keep sweet Nikes they head & they feet right<br />Desires of streetlife cars & weed types<br />It's hard to breath nights days are thief like<br />The beast roam the streets the police is Greeklike<br />Game at it's peak we speak & believe hype<br />Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right<br />Its steep life coming up where sheeplike<br />Rappers & hoopers we strive to be like<br />G's with 3 stripes seeds that need light<br />Cheese & weaves tight needs & thieves strike<br />The corner where struggle & greed fight<br />We write songs about wrong cause it's hard to see right<br />Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light<br />Reality's and I heard that she bites<br />The corner<br /><br />[Hook]<br /><br />[Spoken: The Last Poets]<br />The corner was our magic, our music, our politics<br />Fires raised as tribal dancers and<br />war cries that broke out on different corners<br />Power to the people, black power, black is beautiful<br /><br />[Verse 3: Common]<br />Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burger its<br />Cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalist<br />The dirt isn't just fertile its people working & earning this<br />The curb-getters go where the cash flow & the current is<br />It's so hot that burn to live the furnace is<br />Where the money move & the determined live<br />We talk play lotto & buy german beers<br />It's so black packed with action that's affirmative<br />The corners<br /><br />[Hook]<br /><br />[Spoken: The Last Poets]<br />The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge<br />Our Taj Mahal, our monument,<br />Our testimonial to freedom, to peace and to love<br />Down on the corner...
New song lyrics
[Verse 1: Common]<br />Memories on corners with the fours & the moors (pronounced foes and moes)<br />Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to<br />Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose<br />To cope with they lows the wind is cold & it blows<br />In they socks & they souls holding they rolls<br />Corners leave souls opened & closed hoping for more<br />With nowhere to go rolling in droves<br />They shoot the wrong way cause they ain't knowing they goal<br />The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing he code<br />By the fours I was told either focus or fold<br />Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors<br />So we can cop clothes & roll in a Rolls<br />Now I roll in a "Olds" with windows that don't roll<br />Down the roads where cars get broke in & stole<br />These are the stories told by Stony & Cottage Grove<br />The world is cold the block is hot as a stove<br />On the corners<br /><br />[Hook: Kanye West]<br />I wish I could give ya this feeling<br />I wish I could give ya this feeling<br />On the corners, robbing, killing, dying<br />Just to make a living (huh)<br /><br />[Spoken: The Last Poets]<br />We overstated, We underrated, we educated<br />The corner was our time when times stood still<br />And gators and snakeskins and yellow and pink<br />And colored blue profiles glorifying that<br /><br />[Verse 2: Common]<br />Streetlights & deepnights cats trying to eat right<br />Riding no seat bikes with work to feed hypes<br />So they can keep sweet Nikes they head & they feet right<br />Desires of streetlife cars & weed types<br />It's hard to breath nights days are thief like<br />The beast roam the streets the police is Greeklike<br />Game at it's peak we speak & believe hype<br />Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right<br />Its steep life coming up where sheeplike<br />Rappers & hoopers we strive to be like<br />G's with 3 stripes seeds that need light<br />Cheese & weaves tight needs & thieves strike<br />The corner where struggle & greed fight<br />We write songs about wrong cause it's hard to see right<br />Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light<br />Reality's and I heard that she bites<br />The corner<br /><br />[Hook]<br /><br />[Spoken: The Last Poets]<br />The corner was our magic, our music, our politics<br />Fires raised as tribal dancers and<br />war cries that broke out on different corners<br />Power to the people, black power, black is beautiful<br /><br />[Verse 3: Common]<br />Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burger its<br />Cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalist<br />The dirt isn't just fertile its people working & earning this<br />The curb-getters go where the cash flow & the current is<br />It's so hot that burn to live the furnace is<br />Where the money move & the determined live<br />We talk play lotto & buy german beers<br />It's so black packed with action that's affirmative<br />The corners<br /><br />[Hook]<br /><br />[Spoken: The Last Poets]<br />The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge<br />Our Taj Mahal, our monument,<br />Our testimonial to freedom, to peace and to love<br />Down on the corner...
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