[Intro]
Are you ready?

[Chorus]
Son
Up, down on the corner, uptown
Up, down on the corner, uptown

[Verse 1]
I turn around and hear the sound of voices
Talkin bout who's goin' to die next
'Cause the white man's got a God complex
Tellin n***as screamin for help (help me, help me, help me, help
Me)
N***a go make your own help, shit you need it
I turn around and hear the sound of jukeboxes playin' in bars
Pimps parked outside in big pretty Flavor Flav cars
Cleaner than a broke dick dog, sittin in a big fine frog
Dressed very fine and fly in their Calvin Kani
No matter how you flex
Yo Jim
They'll die next
Cause the white man's got a God complex

[Chorus]
Uptown on the corner
Uptown on the corner
Uptown on the corner
Uptown on the corner
[Verse 2]
Hey brother what you sport my man
I got just the thing for you
Only cause you're 10 and 2
What ya gonna do baby
I got black ones
Brown ones
Red ones
Yellow ones
I even got a white one
If you want to buy some
Yeah
That's right
2 5 8 play it straight
Got it all worked out
I know what I'm talkin bout
Yo I been readin my dream books
So I ain't no way the kid is gonna get took
N***a what you mean
I didn't hit
N***a
You full of shit
N***a
Lick the ice (uh)
Now 7
Come on be nice and hit 11
Well what do you know
It's lil Joe
Ey my man
Got twenty dollars eh lil Joe don't blow
Ah baby needs a new pair of shoes
Ah pappas got the funky blues
Ah mamma plays the crosswords in the news
Sorry n***a you lose
The line forms to the rear lady muther fuck your welfare check
Cause the white man's got a God complex
[Chorus]
Uptown on the corner
Uptown on the corner
Uptown on the corner
Uptown on the corner

[Verse 3]
Mr. Stein elevating a friend
But is proud to be mine
But you just want to cheat me cause I ain't your kind
Damn
I'm so poor
I don't know what the hell I'mma do anymore
Not from this day to the next
Cause the white man's got a God complex
(vamp out)