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Lloyd Banks

Cold Corner 2 (Eyes Wide)

 

Cold Corner 2 (Eyes Wide)

(Album: The Cold Corner 2 - 2011)


The hood lane kinda naked, so I'ma take it
Been here before. my rhyming ancient, and I'm endangered
When everything awkward, I gotta change it
Bringing a swag, whip game like a dominatrix
Hot headed with no kinda patience
While I recline they tasting
More than half of my life vagina chasing
I dream of purple by the dump truck
I'm popping all across the boards, surf's up
Label black and purped up
Hustle like a traffic bum, the golden voice rapper, son
Louis to the shoe, we bling Dapper Dan for half of 'em
I'm double action averaging, fuck love and marriage
I'm happy!, rolling stones, spitting image of pappy
Get at me, spar with a G, 10 in my khaki
Chroic cheese chaser, troupies tryna trap me!
Rewards'll snatch me, no love for the law, my lawyer back me
Money's the root of evil and my root exactly, tax me

Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the corner (on the corner), uh!
Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the crooked cold corner (crooked cold corner)
Protection's getting stronger
Walk around with your head in the ground, you'll be a goner (be a goner)
Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the corner (on the corner), uh!
Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the crooked cold corner

Ugh, I'm sharper than the wood on a splinter, sit back and let the king record
You know me, I OD, Shinobi when I swing my sword
Minds think by the grip, my way outta the whip
Been chasing Fetti all week, Sundays I pop my shit!
Born a boy, world in my palm, Stockton grip!
Stumble cross the outfit, I'ma kill my "Beef & Broccolis" with
R.I.P. to Hewy-O and Kev!
I know they looking down on me, therefore I make a movie on the reg
Stupid speech jacuzzi on the ledge
I hate the stupid groupies on my leg, drag 'em like a chain and ball
Fuss cause I'm famous, funny, I ain't want the fame at all
Fuck ya gonna sleep on a bank? I remain appalled
When I have a baby, that baby spoiled
Build for the storm like a Navy Seal, 2-11 Mercedes wheel
Chill, imagine me without a record deal
Southside on the fucking map, lil' niggas tuckin steel
Still!

Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the corner (on the corner), uh!
Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the crooked cold corner (crooked cold corner)
Protection's getting stronger
Walk around with your head in the ground, you'll be a goner (be a goner)
Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the corner (on the corner), uh!
Eyes wide, that's how it happens on the crooked cold corner

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