The Corner (Album Version|Edited)

Corner (Last Poet Reprise) - Common
Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's
Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to h**s
Got uncles that smoke and some put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows the wind is cold and it blows
In they socks and they soles n**gas holdin' they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed hopin' for mo'
We know where to go n**gas rollin' in droves
They shoot the wrong way cuz they ain't know and they goes
The streets ain't safe cuz 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 feelin'
I wish I could give this feelin'
On the corners n**gas rob or kill
And dyin' just to make a livin' huh
We overstated we underrated we educated
The corner was our time when time stood still and
Gators and snakeskins and
Yellow and pink and
Powder blue profiles glorifying them
Street lights and deep nights cats tryin' to eat right
Ridin' no seat bikes with work to feed hypes
So they can get 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 that is deep we speak and believe hype
Banged in the streets has cop left for deep life
Its steep life coming up where n**gas is sheep like
Rappers and hopers we strive to be like
G's with three strikes seeds that need light
Cheese and recite needs and be strife
The corner where struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong cuz it's hard to see right
Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light
Reality's a b**ch and I heard that she bites
The corner
I wish I could give you this feelin'
I wish I could give this feelin'
On the corners n**gas rob or kill
And dyin' just to make a livin' 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 its people workin' and earnin' this
The curb getters go where the cats flow and the current is
It's so hot that n**gas burn to live
The furnace is whether money movin' 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 feelin'
I wish I could give this feelin'
On the corners n**gas rob or kill
And dyin' just to make a livin' 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