ฟังเพลงStreets Is Watching (Radio Edit)

Streets Is Watching (Radio Edit) - Jay-Z

Lyrics by：Labi Siffre/Shawn Carter/David Willis

Composed by：Labi Siffre/Shawn Carter/David Willis

Produced by：Ski

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Gee-gee-geah

Peepin'

Watchin'

Streets

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Live from Brooklyn

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Streets is watchin'

Check it

Check

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Check

Look if I shoot you I'm brainless

But if you shoot me then you're famous

What's a nigga to do?

When the streets is watchin' blocks keep clockin'

Waitin' for you to break make your first mistake

Can't ignore it that's the fastest way to get extorted

But my time is money at twenty-five I can't afford it

Beef assorted like Godiva chocolates

Niggas you bought it I pull the slide back and cock it

Plan aborted you and your mans get a pass

This rhyme you're operatin' on bitch time

Y'all niggas ain't worth my shells

All ya'll niggas tryna do is hurt my sales

And stop trips to John McNeill

The type to start a beef then run to the cops

When I see you in the street got one in the drop

When I'd rather be on tour gettin' a hundred a pop

Takin' pictures with some bitches in front of the drop

The streets is watchin'

When the streets is watching blocks keep clockin'

Waitin' for you to break make your first mistake

Can't ignore it uh

Now it's hard not to kill niggas

It's like a full-time job not to kill niggas

Can't chill the streets is watchin'

When you froze your arms

Niggas wanna test you when your gun goes warm

Can't get caught wit' your feet up gotta keep your heat up

Sweet niggas runnin' 'round swearin' shit sweeter

Once you tag lane the game is follow the leader

Everybody wanna piece of your skrilla so you gotta keep it realer

Kidnap niggas wanna steal ya

Broke niggas don't want no cash they just wanna kill you

For the name niggas don't know the rules

Disrepectin' the game want you to blow your cool

Force your hand of course that man's plottin'

Smarten up the streets is watchin'

When the streets is watchin' blocks keep clockin'

Waitin' for you to break make your first mistake

Can't ignore it

My street mentality flip bricks forever

Know me and money we like armed co-defendants

Nigga we stick together

Shit whatever for this cheddar

Ran my game into the ground

Hustle harder till secret indictment time came around

And you could look up and down the streets and I can't be found

Put in twenty-four hour shifts but that ain't me now

Got a face too easy to trace niggas mouths got slow leaks

Had to hire a team of workers couldn't play those streets

See outer space like Mercury you jerkin' me?

Hectic

Had to call upon my wolves to send niggas the message

I said this "Let's play fair and we can stay here

I'm tryna transform you boys to men like daycare"

Aye there's money to be made and niggas got the picture

They stopped playin' with my paper and we got richer

Then hard times fell upon us half of my staff had warrants

The other half in the casket lay dormant

I felt like life was cheatin' me

For the first time in my life I was gettin' money

But it was like my conscience was eatin' me

Was this a lesson God teachin' me?

Was He sayin' that

I was playin' a game straight from Hell

From which few came back?

Like bad coke pimp or die was my mind frame bad?

When niggas was thinkin' simply if I was turnin' cocaine crack?

Ain't a whole lotta brain to that just tryna maintain a stack

And not collide like two trains that's on the same track

But get my life together like the oils I bring back

In the bottom of the pot when the water gets hot

Got my transporter take it 'cross the border then stop

Set up shop with a quarter of rock

Here's the plan

For three straight weeks niggas slaughtered the block

But you know the game's food it fucked up me and my dudes

One drought can wipe a nigga out faster than the cops

And this unstable way of livin' just had to stop

Half of my niggas got time we done real things

By '94 became the subject of half of y'all niggas rhymes

Public apologies to the families of those caught up in my shit

But that's the life for us lost souls brought up in this shit

The life and times of a nigga mind excited with crime

And the lavish luxuries that just excited my mind

I figured "Shit why risk myself?

I just write it in rhymes

And let you feel me and if you don't like it then fine"

The mind state of a nigga who boosted the crime rate

So high in one city they send National Guards to get me

Shit B