Izzy-Meeks - Corner Stories

Standing on the corner chains glistening from the streetlights
Flurries in my face i blew my hand cause it's a cold night
Next thing i saw would give the next man a great fright
Red and blue flashing lights blurred my vision kinda bright
Cops slowed down but it was simply for a red light
Pocket full of cash on my waist i got a lead pipe
I was born at night nigga not last night
Niggaz make a fast strikin' only when the times right
Fiends search for hits in the day with a flashlight
I supplied the shit that had em higher than a gas price
The move that i'm making upstaging niggaz i shine bright
Wanna expand but don't really want the lime light
I know the hassles that come along with the big stage
You gotta baffle the fed to avoid the big cage
You gotta wrestle competition for a bigger wage
You gotta dazzle some close friends so they don't betray
Before you let em straddle make sure they don't road rage
A bitch'll have your baby put your faults on display
Now you got a kid that kidnapped
Now you got clap them niggaz or pay to get your kid back
You'll have enemies you never met that want your death
Because they feel you stopping them from taking next step
Gotta wear a vest and bare arms to protect your chest
If you survived it without a scratch then you truly blessed
If you truly thinking bout that life I wish you the best
I wish em the best
Rip to some of my niggaz
Rip bo
Rip flee
Rip jim thang
Rip chuck deuces

Written by:
Isadore Meeks

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