The Cornerstore

Verse 1: Fidget with this shit, just like I’m a spinner. My flow will kill, so people call me a sinner. I make this music fast, want me to make it quicker, my layers are so fat, people call it a mc-bigger. I am a shock box with a nice drop top. Keep it like Mahomes, so I stay on top. Never drop down low, I will be bigger than before’, you prolly don’t know, but you’ll be the first to my show. red underline, no dollar signs, no dotted line. red underline, no dollar signs, no dotted line. People try to make me feed off of reasons to cry. When in reality, the sad shit was nothing in my eyes. but I’m just talking to my soul, this never gets old, the voices in my head, now I’m feeling kinda cold. I can trick shit, don’t miss this, switch bitch with a fish fast. I just wanna make it last, just not in last, I’ve asked in a cast while I’ve amassed if I go pass switch the lane to go fast. Rhyme scheme like the zone, all of this goes down to the bone while I’m alone, switch up the flow, something I do, people tell me “what’s your name? I’ve never heard of you.” who needs an hour to record, all I need is a few resources. Need some of this, need some of that, tipping my fedora, how you like my hat, I am like the white hat hacker of rapping, this is how I spend my time, what’s a friend? Don’t have these, looking at my stat sheet, it’s telling me there is something wrong, why am I still here making this song, this verse has gone on for too long, guess it’s time to start a new one. Yeah, that’s right, this verse is done.

Chorus: This is the corner store, I hope this album gets 100 more, This is the corner store, I hope this album gets 100 more

Verse 2: Freestyle

Chorus: This is the corner store, I hope this album gets 100 more, This is the corner store, I hope this album gets 100 more