alone There will be a change of season That'll win a heart of stone Chorus Love is just around the corner And standin' out of view Love is just around the corner
Traduction: Mary Black. Just Around The Corner.
is venom my philosophy is busyism The most beautiful is ?? Minutes as usawal, play your corner Swingin the ghetto pharmasuiticals the Methadonna Or the old Flinstone chewables and mary mary mary
freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three-sixty-five It's just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me Grab my pistol
the dragon lots of men disappear Quiet as it's kept they won't be around next year [Wyclef talking:] Yo yo watch out for the black van. Yo yo (last
is busyism The most beautiful is [Incomprehensible] Minutes as usual, play your corner Swingin' the ghetto pharmaceuticals the Methadonna Or the old Flinstone chewables and Mary, Mary, Mary
the glock tucked, crotched up in a dropped up low like you know how this go {"Put some money on it"} I'm a product of the corner Cornered the market
your veins like medicine Wanna be down? On the H-town Real ballas fight for the rebound B-town to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody G'd out Can
junk in my ear But nobody else can hear I look around and I'm feeling weird Palms are sweaty I'm about to black out Last chance but nothing could stop
low So just let it all go, serious we sick of this Dog homie, ask ya kids they put chu' up on it On the corners they poppin' they collars While back in
Everyday, just like Mary J. Sippin' iced teas in the E and J Partyin', till your bare remain You're killin' 'em, okay you bring it to 'em Everyday, just like Mary
corners turn to oasis Young men aspire to be Scarfaces In the year of the dragon Lots of men disappear Quiet as it's kept They won't be around next
the green I'm in your spleen, no afro with mad sheen In my ride, young teen girls getting mean Every day just like mary j. I'm downtown brooklyn where niggas play The corners
like... was he fixing a carburetor or something. I love you, honey... Anyway, I start to fool around. And I start screwing around. Which is fooling around
back when and We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again There was a girl, lived around the corner With eyes as black as Mary's must have been I wonder
you see her right now It's a whole another sight now And I be quite proud Just to see how Christ showed and blowed up And just turned her whole life around