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"No one on the corner has swagger like us" |
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"Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us" |
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("No one on the corner") Mr. West is in the building |
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Swagger on a hundred thousand trillion |
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("No one on the corner") Aiyyo I know I got it first |
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I'm Christopher Columbus, y'all just the pilgrims |
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Thanksgiving, do we even got a question? |
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Hermes pastel, I passed the dressing |
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My attitude is tattooed |
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That mean it's permanent, so I guess we should address it, huh? |
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("No one on the corner") My swagger is Mick Jagger |
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Every time I breathe on a track, I asthma attack it |
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Why he so mad for? Why he gotta have it? |
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Cause a slave my whole life, now I'm the master |
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Naaaaa-na-naaaaa |
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How it feel to wake up and be the shit, and the urine? |
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Naaaaa-na-naaaaa |
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Tryna get that Kobe number, one over Jordan |
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Yeah.. |
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("No one on the corner") Got a bop like this |
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Can't wear skinny jeans cause my knots don't fit |
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No one on the corner got a pocket like this |
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So I rock Roc jeans cause my knots so thick |
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You can learn how to dress just for checking my fresh |
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Checking-checking my fresh, checking-checking my fresh |
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Follow my steps is the road to success |
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Where the niggas know you're thorough when the girls say yes (yes!) |
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("No one on the corner") But I can't teach 'em my swag |
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You can pay for school but you can't buy class |
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("No one on the corner") School of hard knocks I'm a grad |
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And that all-blue Yankee is my graduation cap |
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It's Hooooo-vahhhhh |
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Dippin-dippin Rovers, whippin with the soda |
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Hooooo-vahhhhh |
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Did you even have any doubt after doubt it was over? |
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No one on the corner has swagger like moi |
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Church, and I'm too clean for the choir |
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I require, but I desire |
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I got stripes, A-di-das |
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Mami scream, "Papi no mas!" |
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Run up in your shit just me, no mas |
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Running this shit like I got four thighs |
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No one has swagger like these four guys |
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Now when it comes to styles, I got several |
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Sharper than the swagger, dagger all metal |
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And my jew-els, blue and yellow |
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The type of shit that make 'em call you Carmelo |
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rules as follows stay true to the ghetto |
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Write your name on the bullet make you feel special |
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Ha! What the fuck you boys talking 'bout? |
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I know it's us cause we the only thing you talk about |
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And I'm gone... bye... yeah |
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Hah, you see? That's right |
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Ay, you know see Weezy for the wordplay, Jeezy for the bird play |
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Kanyeezy for diversity and me for controversy |
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all my verses picture perfect, only spit to serve a purpose |
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You ain't living what you kicking then you worthless |
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Lookin from the surface it may seem like I got reason to be nervous |
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Been observant, work to see if my adversity was worth it |
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Verse is autobiographical, absolutely classical |
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Last thing I'm worried 'bout is what another rapper do |
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Ain't nobody hot as me |
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Even if they rap they ass off, blast off and have outstanding qualities |
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Sell a lot of records, I respect it and salute that |
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But spin real life on hot beats, I'm the truth at |
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You kick it like me, no exaggeration necessary |
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Living revolutionary, nothing less than legendary |
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Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad |
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Flow colder than February with extraordinary swag |
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Okay, yeah, that's right |
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Okay, yeah, so you notice huh |
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Hah, yeah, okay, tell 'em for me shawty |
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Yeah, that's right, yeah |
