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Jay-Z

The Streets is Watching

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  east coast rap  jay-z
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Uh-huh uh huh uhGee-gee-geyeahBaby, watchin, streetsUh-huh uh huh uhYou don`t have to lookUh-huh uhThe streets is watchingCheck it, checkUh-huh uh, checkLook, if I shoot you, I`m brainlessBut if you shoot me, then you`re famous -- what`s a n*gga to do?When the, streets is watching, blocks keep clockingWaiting for you to break, make your first mistakeCan`t ignore it, that`s the fastest way to get extortedBut my time is money, at twenty-five, I can`t afford itBeef is sorted like Godiva, chocolatesN*ggaz you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock itPlan aborted, you and your mans get a passThis rhyme, you`re operating on f*ck timeY`all n*ggaz ain`t worth my shells, all y`all n*ggaztryin to do is hurt my sales, and stop trips to John McNaleThe type to start a beef then, run to the copsWhen I see you in the street got, one in the dropWould I rather be on tour getting a, hundred a popTaking pictures with some b*tches, in front of the dropThe streets is watching[*chorus*]When the, streets is watchingBlocks keep clockingWaiting for you to break, make your first mistakeCan`t ignore itNow it`s hard not to kill n*ggazIt`s like a full time job not to kill n*ggaz, can`t chillthe streets is watching you, when you froze your armsN*ggaz wanna test you and your gun goes warmCan`t get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat upSweet n*ggaz running `round swearing sh*t is sweeterOnce you`re tagged lame the game is follow the leaderEverybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta keep it realerKidnap n*ggaz wanna steal yaBroke n*ggaz want no cash, they just wanna kill yafor the name, n*ggaz don`t know the rulesDisrespectin the game, want you to blow your coolForce your hand, of course that man`s plottinSmarten up, the streets is watching, it`s on[*chorus*]My street mentality flip bricks forever, know me and moneywe like armed co-defendants, n*gga we stick togetherSh*t whatever for this cheddar ran my game into the groundHustle harder to see if indictment time came aroundNow you can look up and down the streets and I can`t be foundPut in twenty-four hour shifts but, that ain`t me nowGot a face too easy to trace, n*ggaz mouths got slow leaksHad to hide between my workers, couldn`t play those streetsShe got his face like Mercury you jerkin me? HecticHad to call upon my wolves to send, n*ggaz the messageI said this: `Let`s play fair and we can stay hereI`m trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare`Hey there`s money to be made and, n*ggaz got the pictureStopped playing with my paper and, we got richerThen hard times fell upon us, half of my staffhad warrants, the other half, in the casket lay dormantI felt like life was cheating me, for the first timein my life I was getting money but it was like my concious was eating meWas this a lesson God teaching me? Was he saying that?I`m playing the game straight from Hell from which few came backlike bad coke, pimp or die, was my mindframe badWas n*ggaz thinkin simplify was turning cocaine crack?Ain`t a whole lot of brain to that, just trying to maintain a stackand knock a lot like two trains that`s on the same track`Fore I get my life together like the oars I bring backIn the bottom of the pot where no, water gets hotGot my transporter take it `cross the border then stopSet up shop with a quarter of rock, here`s the planFor three straight weeks, n*ggaz slaughtered the blockBut you know the game is `lluted, f*cked up me and my duesOne drop can wipe a n*gga out, faster than the copsand this unstable way of living just, had to stopHalf of my n*ggaz got time, we done real thingsBy ninety-four became the subject of half of y`all n*ggaz rhymesPublic apoligies to the families of those caught up in my streetBut that`s the life for us lost souls brought up in the streetsThe life and times of a demonic mind, excited with crimeAnd the lavish luxuries that just excited my mindI figured, `Sh*t why risk myself I just write it in rhymesAnd let you feel me, and if you don`t like it then fine`The mindstate, of a n*gga who boosted the crime rateso high in one city they send National Guards to get meYa dig?The streets

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