Intro Songtext
von Guante Blanco

I grew up and hung out on a corner just
Like this one, not too far from here
A corner like thousands of others across the country
It′s a place to go if you wanna be seen
And to a lot of folks, it's the information center of the neighborhood
You wanna know who got the good drugs? You wanna know who got killed last night and why and who did it?
You come here
The contradiction of it is, on one hand, the corner pulsates with life
The energy of human beings trying to make it to the next day
But also, it′s a place of death
Be it the slow death of addiction or the suddenness of gunshots