“Street Corner Flow” [Intro] Yo! Check the sound! DJ, spin it! One, two! One, two! [Verse 1] On the corner, late night, shoes on the ground, Big bass pumping, hear that underground sound, Street kids watching, everybody knows, When the DJ cuts, that's when the party grows. I got no gold, I got no fame, Just a microphone and a street-made name, Talk my talk, let the rhythm roll, Concrete under me, fire in my soul. [Hook] Street corner flow, let the whole block know, Turn that record up, let the bassline blow, Street corner flow, everybody get down, MC on the mic while the DJ runs the town! [Verse 2] Graffiti on the wall, sneakers on the wire, Kick drum hitting like a streetcar tire, Breakers hit the floor, spinning real fast, Crowd goes wild when the record cuts back. No backstage, no fancy limousine, Just a beat-up boombox and a hungry MC, We came from the block, we came to represent, Every single rhyme got a hundred percent. [Hook] Street corner flow, let the whole block know, Turn that record up, let the bassline blow, Street corner flow, everybody get down, MC on the mic while the DJ runs the town! [Verse 3] I walk through the neighborhood, head held high, Cold wind blowing underneath the night sky, Friends on the corner saying, “Yo, what's new?” I grab the microphone and tell 'em what I do. I rhyme for the kids, I rhyme for the street, I rhyme for everybody moving to the beat, Four wheels spinning while the records go round, That's the sound of the underground. [Break] DJ! — Cut it! MC! — Say it! Crowd! — Move it! Hip-hop! — Prove it! [Final Hook] Street corner flow, let the whole block know, Turn that record up, let the bassline blow, Street corner flow, everybody get down, MC on the mic while the DJ runs the town! [Outro] From the sidewalk… To the rooftop… From the DJ… To the MC… This is the sound of the street. Keep the record spinning.
