Lyrics:
immediately
freezen
while you breathen
and you'll be leavin
in the recieven room
in the seat of a jesus
you hate on this
we'll be waiting on eight corners
sh*t
so thats y i get twisted so i can't feel it wen it
hits me and my moms don't need dat on her but i see
death around the corner and if he so happens
the corner
And if he…so happens to make his way around the block
You gotta answer the door when he knock…Believe that
[Chorus 2x]
the well that can wish ya' boy well
Cells eaten by cancer got me lookin' for answers
Doctors say my daughter
Won't grow up to be a dancer
Just walked out
Im gettin money im gettin
Girls im gettin money, so f B turn
Around and suck my d for
Money suck my dfor money
Yeah nyo B suck my d for money
What
Standin' on a corner suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, says to Jane
Who's in her vest
Me, babe, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Friday night's
a dream but
I never get no sleep
Up all night getting higher
Then the nose bleed
Swear I was raised by a beast like Mogli
Came from the bottom, rats
Chino he should stay out them trenches, but he decide
To play them corners, I check up on him 'cause we gon' ride
Slidin' around in a brand new Phantom
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his coat, and
Jane is her vest, and, me
I'm in a rock'n'roll band huh!
Ridin' in
bitches
Went from a bucket to a rag with switches
I'm seein' death around the corner
I'm bumpin' "Gloriaaaa
" doin' 90 'cause I wanna
I'm gettin' high,
with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK with my finger around her waist
I been dreamin', I caught a body
towels (ok)
They been snortin' powder, I been in here takin' downers (ok)
They been countin' for hours, gettin' kisses by the thousands (ok)
Money
There's a rumor goin' 'round on the backside of town
Jake is out to get some revenge
Has fire in his eyes since his brother died
Shot down by
'cause we like, yo n****
Get your mobb on show 'em what a G like
Around the corner it's like Vegas, or better yet like Reno
N****s poppin, welcome
the Ruger in
The kings portrait laid inside
The hand car frame
Hung over the fireplace admired
By the peasants
Present some evidence for things you
Mention
is clip corners
Made men don't make statements
You bigger than that, that's phony
Want every nigga that rap, from Louisiana to make it
Medication then
God that I changed
Not tryna go back to them ways
What go around come around, my nigga, that's karma (karma)
Just tryin' to add another comma
She
Been staring at my toes all day long
I failed to catch my head
I'm trapped in a love song
The words I love you
Seem to just get by
I failed to catch
You walk and talk and move around in circles
Your friends telling you you are doing fine
You can't see that snowball as it hurtles
Through
corner soon, and find you can't get by me
You don't know these streets the way that I do (i do, I do)
You can't turn it on and off the way that I do (i
to put me down soon I flip a sideshow
If you come my way up down and around even sideways
I'm about as ready as the Lyte can get we can go all out
I
Oh, Chuck, they out to get us, man
Yo, we got to dust these boys off
In this corner with the '98
Subject of suckers, object of hate
Who's
else
Something cold and ugly
Not invisible but blended with the shadow criss-crossing the old man
Squatting by the drug store at the corner
With is
of a mobster
See a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
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