paroles de chanson $outhside Story ft. Common - Vic Mensa , Common
On
the
Amen
Corner,
I
stood,
starin'
at
my
former
hood
A
land
of
gods,
where
the
mosque
towers
above
the
ghost
of
Leon's
Barbeque
A
city
of
contraband
and
contradictions
The
horns
of
Louis
Armstrong
wrestle
with
the
devil's
While
fireworks
compete
with
gunshots
on
a
hot
summer
night
Back
in
the
day,
we
made
the
pilgrimage
from
the
Deep
South
to
our
Mecca,
the
South
Side
(yeah)
From
behind
the
burglar
bars
of
my
mama's
backyard
I
watched
as
passin'
cars
stopped
to
trap
hard
Black
Stones
in
Muslim
garb
Leavin'
the
mosque
from
Jummah,
not
far
from
Ministеr
Farrakhan,
the
students
of
Master
Fard
Drivе-by
shootings,
rapid
fire
Uzis,
cars
bumpin'
the
Fugees
We
smoke
loose
squares,
not
loosies
Home
of
the
Barbershop
movies
Gunshots
left
his
cap
red
like
a
Sufi
Storefront
churches
next
to
the
chicken
shop
Across
the
street
from
the
liquor
spot
That's
juxtaposition,
ahk,
32
shots
in
my
Glock
I
don't
listen
to
Fox,
my
middle
finger
to
cops,
uh
Dead
opps,
but
we
live
on
these
blocks
Gram
rocks
for
delivery,
no
electricity
The
middle
of
December
but
the
city
be
hot
The
magic
and
the
misery
I
seen
it
all
vividly,
the
South
Side
It's
just
another
South
Side
story
The
hope,
the
soul,
the
folks,
the
moes,
the
South
Side
Yeah,
uh
It's
just
another
South
Side
story
Where
you
at?
Starin'
out
the
window
of
the
Green
Line
train,
I
dreamed
I'd
see
my
name
On
the
wall,
I
was
enthralled
by
street
fame
Dope
fiends
goin'
through
withdrawals,
deep
pains
White
boys
shootin'
Fentanyl
in
green
veins
Hood
films
by
DGainz
Showed
the
world
Chief
Keef,
"Bang"
many
streets
the
same
Bodies
fall
when
the
seasons
change,
as
sure
as
Easter's
spring
Madea
pray
for
me
in
Jesus
name
(Lord)
I
don't
end
up
in
the
hands
of
the
police
or
slain
Sorry,
granny,
I
got
Ps
to
slang
(I
got
Ps
to
slang)
'Cause
I
need
the
three
point
liter
on
the
V6
Range
Black
Jesus
with
the
VVs
in
the
chain
Just
for
relief
from
the
pain
Of
seein'
my
dog
on
that
dog
food
tweakin'
again
Reachin',
I
only
feel
peace
when
I'm
prayin'
If
I
could
wash
my
sins,
I'd
sleep
in
the
rain
on
the
South
Side
It's
just
another
South
Side
story
The
hope,
the
soul
We
found
God
in
the
devil's
Bible
(Bible)
We
thrive
in
survival
We
change
quarter
water
to
wine
We
face
court
orders
and
fines
for
gang
signs
that's
tribal
Canines
devour
you,
CIA
supply
you
Let
every
day
surprise
you
We
speak
truth
'cause
we
been
lied
to
We
make
possible
out
impossible
We
keep
faith
'cause
they
denied
you
basic
humanity
Use
the
god
in
me
to
guide
you
This
the
two
cities
of
Chicago
One,
in
a
state
of
illusion
The
other,
the
state
keep
refusing
Various
resources
So
the
only
recourse
is
to
take
your
pipe
to
school
'Cause
the
school
to
prison
pipeline
is
designed
by
standardized
testing
And
the
disinvestment
in
the
Arts
has
hardened
shorties'
hearts
So
they
bang
fist
to
chest
and
resist
arrest
He
did
15
months,
took
15
steps
(ayo,
bitch)
Took
a
nice
short
breath
(ay,
fam
check
it
out)
1 Sunday Morning Intro ft. Omari Hardwick
2 Victor
3 RUMORS
4 LVLN UP
5 The Weeping Poets ft. Jay Electronica
6 Swear
7 $WISH ft. G-Eazy and Chance The Rapper
8 sunset on the low end
9 STRAWBERRY LOUIS VUITTON ft. Thundercat and Maeta
10 $outhside Story ft. Common
11 Law Of Karma
12 Blue Eyes
13 Blue Eyes - Interlude
14 Sunday Evening Reprise ft. DIXSON and Lekan
15 all i kno
16 Ble$$ings ft. Ant Clemons and D Smoke
17 14 Days ft. Mr. Hudson
18 Eastside Girl ft. Ty Dolla $ign - Bonus Track
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