4 Corners - Homeboy Sandman

New York stories and vignettes

I’m still waiting out front, they ain’t let me in yet

CSI: Criminal Intent

Where if you make the wrong left or right someone gon' write you a chin check

Feeling froggy?

Leap, or find you a princess

Try to get you a kiss, light you a incense

Heaven sent, but move secular in a sense

Boy Sand on the set, protecting the innocents

I’m just listing the rules

Supernatural, international without enlisting no mules

Bros and sisters tryna convince me I should listen to mutes

I be missing at the mixer, I be missing the muse

Tell you the truth

Holding rallies in the allies how we rally the troops

We know all the chutes and ladders, ain’t a badder platoon

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OF COURSE

THE CHORUS FOR THE 4 CORNERS

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OF COURSE

THE CHORUS FOR THE 4 CORNERS

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I’m not an X’s and O’s coach

I just go for the throat

I just go for broke

That’s my only approach

Can’t hold me, I’m like the holy ghost

Holy smokes

Rolling stone, where papers are supposedly for rolling stoags

I’ma roll these scrolls

Metrocard or paying these tolls, you gon' pay these trolls

Has anybody heard of Tony Robbins or Joel Olsteen?

That’s a hell nah, cats are tryna blow off steam

Notebooks without subjects, just random work

In knapsacks that are subject to random search

That’s how the coppers work

Since ain’t no one the coppers serve I be the Papa Smurf

They’ll have my family in the paddy wagon after improper search

And have the dragon breath and need to pop a Certs

SO LEMME GET APPLAUSE FOR THE 4 CORNERS

OF COURSE

THE CHORUS FOR THE 4 CORNERS

4 CORNERS

SO LEMME GET APPLAUSE FOR THE 4 CORNERS

OF COURSE

THE CHORUS FOR THE 4 CORNERS

4 CORNERS

It’s hot enough to catch a tan under grey skies

Cradle to the grave, it’s all relayed through the grapevine

Even though I wonder if the bomb sniffing canines

Gon meet me at the pearly gates I’m having a great time

Catchers in the rye beware the batters that steal signs

Best to grap a Whopper, sit and watch it in real time

Cameras all on the wildlife

Zooming in, zooming out

Move em in, move em out

Rawhide

I wake up in rush

Can’t afford to take a second, keep forgetting to brush

These girls be out already nekkid enough

Remind me of that Reggae record «Tempted to Touch»

My mans be never up for breakfast and lunch

In his crib be all you see is Dr. Pepper’s and blunts

Kept his lady though she covered up his pecker wit bumps

(Damn)

SO LEMME GET APPLAUSE FOR THE 4 CORNERS

OF COURSE

THE CHORUS FOR THE 4 CORNERS

4 CORNERS

SO LEMME GET APPLAUSE FOR THE 4 CORNERS

OF COURSE

THE CHORUS FOR THE 4 CORNERS

4 CORNERS