Lyrics:
the corner store
I feel like I'm cornered off
Enough is enough, I'm calling this off
Who the fuck I'm kidding though?
I'm getting high, sittin' low
Behind the counter at the corner store the calendar shows three years before
A two by three of the cashier's kid at least with those brown eyes it
a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die,
the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want a war, get it bloody, uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Yo, I'm the N the A to the S-I-are
And If I
in some heels
Before you step up in here you need to step up your gear
Wish a Lamborghini had four doors
From the corner store to the corridor
Me
a shot from Patrick Ewing
My nigga, what you doing on these corners with me?
"I thought you had a show?" Well ma nigga I guess I didn't
I'm tryna get
You and I
Couldn't even try to hold on together
That's right
I'ma tell your bitch she's mine
I'ma take her down to the corner store
After
yeah
Won't you come dance with me over the corner store
Where I'm sitting over here waiting for your call
Waiting for your call
All I wanna hear is your
winds we know blow away
Now he walks down the street in the evenin'
And he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow believe he's believin'
He's
on
In the snap of my hands
We really riding, you just rapping it fam
You don't want a war
That 44 leave your boy by that corner store
I catch you sliding
create
Ya!
Abraham
That little corner store and not much more, no hesitation in our minds
With his charming personality that we sure adore
With our booze
Flashbacks of the last summer
It was hot and I was bored
I took a walk to the corner store
I was at the counter
And that's when you walked by
you be walkin'?
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your
have the weaka
Speak when spoken to, yeah I broke a few
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you
I make 'em do for us
to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
Corner stores, way to uphold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
Foot soldier catch you at the store's corner
Keep me on your mind and don't slumber
Man the minute you slip wit those, that's your ass
?
M O be be
to the corner store without having to hear so you think all your time is spent well now you pockets full couldn't help but overhear you saying that you got your
In the liquor store
Now I done purchased me a forty-O
Liquorice types, bootleg tapes
Hat off the rack, battery for my DAT
Vigo, fill some more, by
Yagaman
You think you know me now?
Wait till you see weh mi have in store fi you
You think you know me now?
Wait till you see weh mi have in store
stole candy from the corner store
And gave it to the mice he built a home for
By the side of the heater, next to his guitar
That he could neither play
sign
A building I can (could) pass by
Or a corner that I can go around
'Cause we've painted too much of this town
There's a soccer field behind
to the tulips
Nigga talkin' shit on the other side
Tell that pussy nigga I pull up
Used to sell work to his aunt, he ain't push weight
Nigga did pull ups
By
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
You know where Little Thunder goes
Grass grows but the city don't
Sunlight on a corner store
Bringing heat through the open door
But where do you go
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