Luyện nghe bài hát Cornerstore

Yeah and I flamin' hots and cheese from out the cornerstore
Stole these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm buy me 20 nickle dros
rocks and nickle blows from niggas who ain't here no more
And to my brother every week from off that prison phone, may never come home

1]
But black son hood rich from a broke home
Judges biased skin tone, no fighting when guns drawn
I remember finding that revolver, I was looking through my
to find my remote control car charger
Wish I knew then, things I knew now but how it goes
Aimed it at my head and make a gun sound, ain't a bitch?
Adolescence ducking opposition, get too attached
We made it through too and ain't no looking back
And opposites attract so I'm a to these bitches and bitch niggas, that's tragic
I'm out the mall cause they plastic, why pass the ball with my
It's off the wall, yeah I'll it
Had a dream I wasn't stacking, I woke up and gasping
In the studio jamming, to Deelo Peace
And no religion shit, Chiraq look like the East
And white kids deal with problems that we never knew to
Arguing with they dads, we pray we ever our fathers
Release day 2050, he'll never his daughter
And trust that mothers bought a at himself, look in the mirror and see myself
Look in my and see my hell and every tear I ever spilled
Every resemble hell, when every day is jail
I used to hit the and get lifted and then envision
Making tuition flippin' a hundred chickens
Now up in the corners where killers used to
They built up the new condos, that's what our project
by the movers and shakers and life takers
Proper preparation, prepare for life take us
Blame it on the structure, that's the news anchor
But the teacher taught us excuses for our behaviour

And I remember hots and cheese from out the cornerstore
Stole jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle dros
Dime rocks and nickle blows from niggas who ain't no more
And talking to my brother every from off that prison phone, may never come home

[Bridge:
I used to dream I was somewhere else
[the sun don't?] wanna go
Found at the corner
I'm gonna for the cornerstore

[Verse 2: (Joey Purp)]
I left my house this morning the intent of returning
The last thing that I heard was the news of a
That wasn't more than a couple from where I rest my head
But I'm certain it was a stranger, that's how I detach myself from the situation
My asked if I had everything for school
Seem like she more overprotective as I get older, she lost both of her sons
And I can feel it when she kiss me, she sleep 'til I get home
And she don't me in the city
(Grant it's nice in penitentiaries, I paint a picture that of you get
still shooting niggas but I ain't scared of shit)
It's hostile out here as everyone have a bone to
I my granddad in his eyes and said I'll be home at 6
To get to my bus I gotta walk pass the thugs on the
And even if they know me, they gon' try me some fucking foreigner
Flash in the die pack, good now, good now
They do this every day and I 'em that I don't smoke shit
My best friend from when I was 11 posted the weapon
Acting like he do not see me stepping to they
We used to hoop daily and treat it a profession
And now I'm walking by him I'm some type of pedestrian
I went to private school with most of these
But ultimately I'm the only one who tried omitting the
I turned the corner caution and approach as I walked to the cornerstore
I passed the fiends, it seems all of 'em off it
I just them 50s, juicy crunchy curls
I just wanted a little hoopty in case that derail
I missed my bus so I get to and I'm late as hell
That block and monster hoping they can a sale

Yeah and I remember hots and cheese from out the cornerstore
Stole these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle
Dime rocks and nickle blows from niggas who here no more
And talking to my brother every week from off that prison phone, may never come

I to escape now, now