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  • 作词 : Lonnie Lynn Jr./Kanye West/Leon Moore/Umar Bin Hassan/Abiodun Oyewole
    作曲 : Lonnie Lynn Jr./Kanye West/Leon Moore/Umar Bin Hassan/Abiodun Oyewole
    Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's
    Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
    Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose
    To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows
    In their socks and their soles, n*ggas holding they rolls
    Corners leave souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
    With nowhere to go, n*ggas rolling in droves
    They shoot the wrong way, cause they ain't knowin' their goals
    The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing the code
    By the foes 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 broken 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
    I wish I could give you this feeling
    I wish I could give this feeling
    On the corners n*ggas rob or kill
    And dying just to make a living, huh?
    We overstated, we underrated, we educated
    The corner was our time when time stood still and
    Gators and snakeskins in
    Yellow and pink and collared blue
    Profiles glorifying them
    Street lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat right
    Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes
    So they can keep sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right
    Desires of street life, cars and weed types
    It's hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like
    The beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
    Game at its peak, we speak and believe hype
    Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right
    It's steep life, coming up where n*ggas is sheep-like
    Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like
    G's with three stripes, seeds that need light
    Cheese and recite, needs and BE strife
    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 a *****, and I heard that she bites
    The corner
    I wish I could give you this feeling
    I wish I could give this feeling
    On the corners n*ggas rob or kill
    And dying just to make a living, huh?
    The corner was our magic, our music, our politics
    Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries
    Broke out on different corners
    Power to the people
    Black power
    Black is beautiful
    Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
    As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists
    The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people working and earning this
    The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is
    It's so hot that n*ggas burn to live
    The furnace is, where the money moving, the determined live
    We talk sh*t, play lotto, and buy German beers
    It's so black packed with action that's affirmative
    The corners
    I wish I could give you this feeling
    I wish I could give this feeling
    On the corners n*ggas rob or kill
    And dying just to make a living, huh?
    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
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Lonnie Lynn Jr./Kanye West/Leon Moore/Umar Bin Hassan/Abiodun Oyewole
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Lonnie Lynn Jr./Kanye West/Leon Moore/Umar Bin Hassan/Abiodun Oyewole
    [00:14.747]Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's
    [00:17.829]Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
    [00:20.755]Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose
    [00:23.863]To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows
    [00:26.711]In their socks and their soles, n*ggas holding they rolls
    [00:30.159]Corners leave souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
    [00:33.581]With nowhere to go, n*ggas rolling in droves
    [00:36.376]They shoot the wrong way, cause they ain't knowin' their goals
    [00:39.276]The streets ain't safe cause they ain't knowing the code
    [00:42.462]By the foes I was told, either focus or fold
    [00:45.545]Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors
    [00:48.627]So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls
    [00:51.684]Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don't roll
    [00:54.636]Down the roads where cars get broken and stole
    [00:57.770]These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
    [01:00.774]The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
    [01:03.752]On the corners
    [01:04.980]I wish I could give you this feeling
    [01:07.227]I wish I could give this feeling
    [01:10.779]On the corners n*ggas rob or kill
    [01:13.391]And dying just to make a living, huh?
    [01:15.586]We overstated, we underrated, we educated
    [01:18.851]The corner was our time when time stood still and
    [01:22.587]Gators and snakeskins in
    [01:24.467]Yellow and pink and collared blue
    [01:26.583]Profiles glorifying them
    [01:28.333]Street lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat right
    [01:31.625]Riding no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes
    [01:34.760]So they can keep sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right
    [01:37.738]Desires of street life, cars and weed types
    [01:40.924]It's hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like
    [01:43.929]The beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
    [01:46.959]Game at its peak, we speak and believe hype
    [01:50.093]Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right
    [01:53.124]It's steep life, coming up where n*ggas is sheep-like
    [01:56.128]Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like
    [01:59.289]G's with three stripes, seeds that need light
    [02:02.345]Cheese and recite, needs and BE strife
    [02:05.480]The corner, where struggle and greed fight
    [02:07.831]We write songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
    [02:11.566]Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light
    [02:14.596]Reality's a *****, and I heard that she bites
    [02:17.600]The corner
    [02:18.541]I wish I could give you this feeling
    [02:20.866]I wish I could give this feeling
    [02:24.236]On the corners n*ggas rob or kill
    [02:26.926]And dying just to make a living, huh?
    [02:29.695]The corner was our magic, our music, our politics
    [02:33.822]Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries
    [02:37.584]Broke out on different corners
    [02:39.021]Power to the people
    [02:40.379]Black power
    [02:41.137]Black is beautiful
    [02:42.234]Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
    [02:45.395]As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists
    [02:48.529]The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people working and earning this
    [02:51.403]The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is
    [02:54.485]It's so hot that n*ggas burn to live
    [02:57.751]The furnace is, where the money moving, the determined live
    [03:00.729]We talk sh*t, play lotto, and buy German beers
    [03:04.229]It's so black packed with action that's affirmative
    [03:06.946]The corners
    [03:07.573]I wish I could give you this feeling
    [03:09.976]I wish I could give this feeling
    [03:13.293]On the corners n*ggas rob or kill
    [03:16.036]And dying just to make a living, huh?
    [03:18.440]The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge
    [03:22.410]Our Taj Mahal, our monument
    [03:24.970]Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to love
    [03:29.960]Down on the corner