Представляем точный текст композиции "The Corner" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Common . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Corner» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Common передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Common - "The Corner"
Lyrics to The Corner : [Verse 1: Common] Memories on corners with the fours & the moors (pronounced foes and moes) Walk to the store for the rose talking straightforward to Got uncles that smoke it some put blow up they nose To cope with they lows the wind is cold & it blows In they socks & they souls holding they rolls Corners leave souls opened & closed hoping for more With nowhere to go rolling in droves They shoot the wrong way cause they aint knowing they goal The streets aint safe cause they aint knowing he code By the fours I was told either focus or fold Got cousins with flows hope they open some doors So we can cop clothes & roll in a Rolls Now I roll in a "Olds" with windows that dont roll Down the roads where cars get broke in & stole These are the stories told by Stony & Cottage Grove The world is cold the block is hot as a stove On the corners [Hook: Kanye West] I wish I could give ya this feeling I wish I could give ya this feeling On the corners, robbing, killing, dying Just to make a living (huh) [Spoken: The Last Poets] We underrated, we educated The corner was our time when times stood still And gators and snakes gangs and yellow and pink And colored blue profiles glorifying that [Verse 2: Common] Streetlights & deepnights cats trying to eat right Riding no seat bikes with work to feed hypes So they can keep sweet Nikes they head & they feet right Desires of streetlife cars & weed types Its hard to breath nights days are thief like The beast roam the streets the police is Greeklike Game at its peak we speak & believe hype Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right Its steep life coming up where sheeplike Rappers & hoopers we strive to be like Gs with 3 stripes seeds that need light Cheese & weaves tight needs & thieves strike The corner where struggle & greed fight We write songs about wrong cause its hard to see right Look to the sky hoping it will bleed light Realitys and I heard that she bites The corner [Hook] [Spoken: The Last Poets] The corner was our magic, our music, our politics Fires raised as tribal dancers and war cries that broke out on different corners Power to the people, black power, black is beautiful [Verse 3: Common] Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burger its Cats with gold permanents move they bags as herbalist The dirt isnt just fertile its people working & earning this The curb-getters go where the cash flow & the current is Its so hot that burn to live the furnace is Where the money move & the determined live We talk play lotto & buy german beers Its so black packed with action thats affirmative The corners [Hook] [Spoken: The Last Poets] 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... [ The Corner Lyrics ]
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