[Dave:]
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Yeah, the 15 millionth time, 15 and 1
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Check it out
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Yo Com, how you rhyme to this slow shit
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Yeah yeah, check it out
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Yo memories of the corner, we huddled and stayed in trouble
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Guzzled on 40 O-Z's and played the double and back
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We doublin crack, no wonder why they fear us
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We cussin cause our mommas couldn't hear us
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Young lovers'll cuddle at 15 shit, they seen the struggle so
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That makes him a man con-sidered he got plans but
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She don't understand that this is where them fools bust at
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Same corner where she go and catch the school bus at
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It ain't changed a bit, we stand circle and spit bars
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Cigarette butts scattered like glass shattered
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and pops he play the corner 'til his day comes, DAMN!
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Ambulances on the corner but hey, now it's offi-cial
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Cisco was the daze them cups of E&J
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Went down and hit a warm spot even in the winter's cold
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We had our snorkel and our winter playboys on
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These are the corners we was sent to play boys on
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Our socks is pockets, the guns is rockets
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It's where the after school fight was at, brand new bikes was at
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Fila suits, Kangols and new Nikes was at
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Same corner is today's same yesterday
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[Chorus: x2]
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I wish that I cold give you this feelin
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I wish that I cold give you this feelin
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We was livin on them corners, had a nigga rhymin, drinkin
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Whylin, potted out, livin HIGH!
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[Pos:]
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We live it real, hard, revoke your zeal
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God don't come around here no mo'
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So why you screamin HIS NAME in vain when the pain hits
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Pick yourself up and get to a hospital quick
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But leave out the bit, about what went down
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I know they hound us for hawkin
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Just a flesh wound, stitch it up, keep it walkin
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Niggaz on the corners loyal, they ain't talkin (they ain't talkin)
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Put down the sea of chalk and
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The use of chalk is for lines of hopscotch
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Or tracin dead bodies for crimes that got botched
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For just crime commitin and it's, time to fit it
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in the schedule, cause them crosstown niggaz
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came to our corner sprayin that lead you pull
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Ain't nuttin deeper than pilin in the car
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with the streetsweeper so we can clear every star
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off the corner
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[Chorus]
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The Corner
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| De La Soul |
