The Corner Ft. Mos Def
Common Lyrics


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Memories on the corners with the Fo's and the Mo's
Walk to the store for the Rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose
To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows
In their socks and their soles, niggas holding they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
With nowhere to go, niggas rollin' in droves
They shoot the wrong way, 'cause they ain't knowin' their goals
The streets ain't safe 'cause they ain't knowin' the code
By the foes I was told, either focus or fold
Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors
So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls
Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don't roll
Down the roads where cars get broken and stole
These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the corners

I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give this feeling, uh-uh, uh-uh-ugh
On the corners niggas robbin', killin'
Dyin' just to make a living, huh, huh?

We overstated, we underrated, we educated
The corner was our time when time stood still and
Gators and snakeskins in
Yellow and pink and powdered blue
Profiles glorifying them

Street lights and deep nights, cats tryna eat right
Ridin' no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes
So they can get sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right
Desires of street life, cars and weed types
It's hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like
The beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
Game at its peak, we speak and believe hype
Bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right
It's steep life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like
Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like
G's with three strikes, seeds that need light
Cheese and recite, needs and BE strife
The corner, where struggle and greed fight
We write songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right
Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light
Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she bites
The corner

I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give this feeling, uh-uh, uh-uh-ugh
On the corners niggas robbin', killin'
Dyin' just to make a living, huh, huh?

The corner was our magic, our music, our politics
Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries
Broke out on different corners
Power to the people
Black power
Black is beautiful

Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists
The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people working and earning this
The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is
It's so hot that niggas burn to live
The furnace is, where the money moving, the determined live
We talk shit, play lotto, and buy German beers
It's so black packed with action that's affirmative
The corners

I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give this feeling, uh-uh, uh-uh-ugh
On the corners niggas robbin', killin'
Dyin' just to make a living, huh, huh?

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Common feat. Scarface and Mos's song "The Corner" describe life on the corners of a rough neighborhood. Common reminisces about his memories of walking to the store with his friends, uncles, and cousins. He acknowledges that some of them have turned to drugs to cope with the lows of their lives. The corners, while sometimes providing hope for more, can also leave souls opened and closed. The verses describe the harsh realities of living in this environment - theft, violence, and struggling to make a living. Despite it all, it is clear that life on the corner has had an impact on Common and his community. The hook of the song emphasizes that while the corners may be tough, they are also where life happens and where people come together.


Line by Line Meaning

Memories on the corners with the fo's and the mo's
Recalling memories of the past spent on the corners with friends and acquaintances


Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes
Heading to the store to buy a flower while having honest conversations with women


Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose, to cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows
Witnessing family members who turn to smoking or drugs as a coping mechanism for dealing with difficult times


In their socks and their soles, niggas holding they rolls, corners leave souls opened and closed, hoping for mo'
Struggling financially, yet still holding onto their money while having their spirits impacted by the events on the corner and hoping for better times


With nowhere to go, niggas rolling in droves, they shoot the wrong way, cause they ain’t knowin' their goals
Feeling lost with no direction, leading to making poor choices and mistakes


The streets ain’t safe cause they ain’t knowing the code, by the foes I was told, either focus or fold
Recognizing danger on the streets due to a lack of understanding of the unwritten rules and being advised to either succeed or give up


Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors, so we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls, now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don’t roll
Having relatives with musical talent who can potentially provide opportunities for success, allowing for purchasing luxury items, but currently driving a more modest vehicle with malfunctioning windows


Down the roads where cars get broken and stole, these are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove, the world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
Driving down dangerous streets where cars are commonly stolen, listening to stories of hardship from others in the community, and feeling the harsh reality of the world


I wish I could give you this feeling
Expressing a desire to share the emotions and experiences mentioned


On the corners niggas rob or kill, and dying just to make a living, huh?
Acknowledging the desperation and violence that can occur on the corners, as individuals resort to risky behavior to survive


We overstated, we underrated, we educated, the corner was our time when time stood still and, Gators and snakeskins and, Yellow and pink and profiles
Describing the diverse group of individuals who spent time on the corner, with varying degrees of success and intelligence, often dressed in flashy attire


Street lights and deep nights, cats trying to eat right, riding no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes, so they can get sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right
Navigating dark streets, while attempting to pursue a healthy lifestyle, despite struggling financially and needing to work hard to afford luxury items like Nike shoes


Desires of street life, cars and weed types, it’s hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like, the beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like
Facing temptation and struggles associated with street life, including drug use, difficulty breathing at night, frequent theft, and feeling oppressed by law enforcement


Game at its peak, we speak and believe hype, bang in the streets hats cocked left or deep right, it’s steep life, coming up where niggas is sheep-like
Participating in the competitive game of life, believing in oneself and taking pride in representing one's community, all while facing difficult challenges and feeling like a follower rather than leader


Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like, G's with three strikes, seeds that need light, cheese and recite, needs and BE strife, the corner, where struggle and greed fight
Aspiring to emulate successful musicians and athletes, while also being surrounded by those who have faced significant legal consequences, needing guidance and exposure to opportunities, hustling and trying to gain wealth despite difficult circumstances


We write songs about wrong ‘cause it’s hard to see right, look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light, reality's a bitch, and I heard that she bites, the corner
Creating art that exposes the harsh realities of life while grappling with the challenge of seeking positivity, turning to religion in hopes of enlightenment, yet remaining aware of the cruelty of the world


The corner was our magic, our music, our politics, fires raised as tribal dances and war cries, broke out on different corners, power to the people, black power, black is beautiful
Recognizing the unique and inspirational nature of the corner as a place for artistic expression, political discourse, and community empowerment, with a focus on acknowledging and celebrating black pride and beauty


Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers, as cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists, the dirt isn’t just fertile, it’s people working and earning this
Observing the diversity of the community through visits to church, interactions with criminals, and witnessing people of different ethnic backgrounds working various jobs, recognizing the value of hard work in a tough environment


The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is, it’s so hot that niggas burn to live, the furnace is, where the money moving, the determined live, we talk shit, play lotto, and buy German beers, it’s so black packed with action that's affirmative, the corners
Identifying the importance of following the money and taking risks in order to survive, feeling the urgency and intensity of the environment, aiming to maintain a positive attitude through humor and indulgence, and recognizing the vibrancy of the community despite hardship




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Leon Moore, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Kanye Omari West, Umar Bin Hassan, Abiodun Oyewole

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@keyofb9513

This may be Mos Def’s greatest verse!!!

@mzluvlyv

They all KILLED it. ❤❤❤

@mantronix19

Scarface throwin' FLAMES on this one! Praying for your healing Face!

@dwayneallen5790

This is My Shit,I Love Face But Mos Def Killed it For Me.

@evanfraney6917

Such a slept on remix.

@jeremycoggins9243

Facts!!!!

@youngw1ze

Slept on album ...

@rodzillabulls_4566

This song takes me back to places as a kid I’ll never forget.

@chrishall8188

Real talk 🔥🔥🔥 MOS Def is a beast. This track takes me back to Chappelle show, always had good raps on

@melissawindle8343

Common is just insane.. i dont even have the words.. That is absolutely insane freestyling

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