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(feat. Kanye West,
and The Last Poets)
[Verse 1: Common]
Memories on corners with the fours and the moors
[pronounced foes and moes]
Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to
Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose
To cope with they lows the wind is cold and it blows
In they socks and they souls holding they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed hoping for more
With nowhere to go rolling in droves
They shoot the wrong way cause they ain't knowing they goal
The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing he code
By the fours I was told either focus or fold
Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors
So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a 'Olds' with windows that don't roll
Down the roads where cars get broke in and stole
These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold the block is hot as a stove
On the corners
[Hook: Kanye West]
I wish I could give ya this feeling
I wish I could give ya this feeling
On the corners, robbing, killing, dying
Just to make a living (huh)
[Spoken: The Last Poets]
We underrated, we educated
The corner was our time when times stood still
And gators and snakes gangs and yellow and pink
And colored blue profiles glorifying that
[Verse 2: Common]
Streetlights and deepnights cats trying to eat right
Riding no seat bikes with work to feed hypes
So they can keep sweet Nikes they head and they feet right
Desires of streetlife cars and weed types
It's hard to breath nights days are thief like
The beast roam the streets the police is Greeklike
Game at it's peak we speak and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right
Its steep life coming up where sheeplike
Rappers and hoopers we strive to be like
G's with 3 stripes seeds that need light
Cheese and weaves tight needs and thieves strike
The corner where struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light
Reality's and I heard that she bites
The corner
[Hook]
[Spoken: The Last Poets]
The corner was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as tribal dancers and
war cries that broke out on different corners
Power to the people, black power, black is beautiful
[Verse 3: Common]
Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burger its
Cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalist
The dirt isn't just fertile its people working and earning this
The curb-getters go where the cash flow and the current is
It's so hot that burn to live the furnace is
Where the money move and the determined live
We talk play lotto and buy german beers
It's so black packed with action that's affirmative
The corners
[Hook]
[Spoken: The Last Poets]
The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
Our Taj Mahal, our monument,
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace and to love
Down on the corner...
(Feat. Kanye West,
y The Last Poets)
[Verso 1: Common]
Los recuerdos en las esquinas con las cuatro patas y los moros
[Enemigos pronunciados y los ME]
Caminar a la tienda de la rosa de hablar sencillo
Tengo tíos que fuman algún golpe que puso la nariz
Para hacer frente a ellos los mínimos que el viento es frío y sopla
En que los calcetines y las almas que ellos la celebración de rueda
Esquinas de las almas dejan abrir y cerrar la esperanza de más
Sin ningún sitio donde ir a rodar en masa
Le disparan a la causa camino equivocado que no se meta a sabiendas de que
Las calles no es causa segura de que es no saber que el código
En las cuatro patas me dijeron ya sea el enfoque o retirarse
Primos recibieron con esperanza de que los flujos de abrir algunas puertas
Así que podemos ropa de policía y rollos en un Rolls
Ahora ruedo en una de Olds, con ventanas que no ruedan
Por las calles donde los coches se rompieron y robaron
Estas son las historias contadas por pedregoso y Cottage Grove
El mundo es frío, el bloque es caliente como un horno
En las esquinas
[Hook: Kanye West]
Me gustaría poder dar ya este sentimiento
Me gustaría poder dar ya este sentimiento
En las esquinas, robar, matar, morir <
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Common
The Corner
The Corner
(feat. Kanye West,
and The Last Poets)
[Verse 1: Common]
Memories on corners with the fours and the moors
[pronounced foes and moes]
Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to
Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose
To cope with they lows the wind is cold and it blows
In they socks and they souls holding they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed hoping for more
With nowhere to go rolling in droves
They shoot the wrong way cause they ain't knowing they goal
The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing he code
By the fours I was told either focus or fold
Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors
So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a 'Olds' with windows that don't roll
Down the roads where cars get broke in and stole
These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold the block is hot as a stove
On the corners
[Hook: Kanye West]
I wish I could give ya this feeling
I wish I could give ya this feeling
On the corners, robbing, killing, dying
Just to make a living (huh)
[Spoken: The Last Poets]
We underrated, we educated
The corner was our time when times stood still
And gators and snakes gangs and yellow and pink
And colored blue profiles glorifying that
[Verse 2: Common]
Streetlights and deepnights cats trying to eat right
Riding no seat bikes with work to feed hypes
So they can keep sweet Nikes they head and they feet right
Desires of streetlife cars and weed types
It's hard to breath nights days are thief like
The beast roam the streets the police is Greeklike
Game at it's peak we speak and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right
Its steep life coming up where sheeplike
Rappers and hoopers we strive to be like
G's with 3 stripes seeds that need light
Cheese and weaves tight needs and thieves strike
The corner where struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light
Reality's and I heard that she bites
The corner
[Hook]
[Spoken: The Last Poets]
The corner was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as tribal dancers and
war cries that broke out on different corners
Power to the people, black power, black is beautiful
[Verse 3: Common]
Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burger its
Cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalist
The dirt isn't just fertile its people working and earning this
The curb-getters go where the cash flow and the current is
It's so hot that burn to live the furnace is
Where the money move and the determined live
We talk play lotto and buy german beers
It's so black packed with action that's affirmative
The corners
[Hook]
[Spoken: The Last Poets]
The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
Our Taj Mahal, our monument,
Our testimonial to freedom, to peace and to love
Down on the corner...
Common
El Rincón
El Rincón
(Feat. Kanye West,
y The Last Poets)
[Verso 1: Common]
Los recuerdos en las esquinas con las cuatro patas y los moros
[Enemigos pronunciados y los ME]
Caminar a la tienda de la rosa de hablar sencillo
Tengo tíos que fuman algún golpe que puso la nariz
Para hacer frente a ellos los mínimos que el viento es frío y sopla
En que los calcetines y las almas que ellos la celebración de rueda
Esquinas de las almas dejan abrir y cerrar la esperanza de más
Sin ningún sitio donde ir a rodar en masa
Le disparan a la causa camino equivocado que no se meta a sabiendas de que
Las calles no es causa segura de que es no saber que el código
En las cuatro patas me dijeron ya sea el enfoque o retirarse
Primos recibieron con esperanza de que los flujos de abrir algunas puertas
Así que podemos ropa de policía y rollos en un Rolls
Ahora ruedo en una de Olds, con ventanas que no ruedan
Por las calles donde los coches se rompieron y robaron
Estas son las historias contadas por pedregoso y Cottage Grove
El mundo es frío, el bloque es caliente como un horno
En las esquinas
[Hook: Kanye West]
Me gustaría poder dar ya este sentimiento
Me gustaría poder dar ya este sentimiento
En las esquinas, robar, matar, morir <
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
