[Intro:]
Uh-huh, uh huh uh,
Gee-gee-geyeah!
Baby, watchin, streets,
Uh-huh uh huh uh,
You don't have to look.
Uh-huh uh,
The streets is watching,
Check it, check!
Uh-huh uh, check!
[Verse 1:]
Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless,
But if you shoot me, then you're famous — what's a n**ga to do?
When the, streets is watching, blocks keep clocking
Waiting 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, and twenty-five, I can't afford it,
Beef assorted like Godiva chocolates,
N**gas, you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock it,
Plan aborted, you and your mans get a pass
This rhyme, you're operating on bitch time,
Y'all n**gaz ain't worth my shells, all y'all n**gaz
tryin to do is hurt my sales, and stop trips to John Menielly,
The type to start a beef then, run to the cops,
When I see you in the street got, one in the drop,
Would I rather be on tour getting a hundred a pop,
Taking pictures with some bitches in front of the drop,
The streets is watching.
[Chorus:]
When the streets is watching,
Blocks keep clocking
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake,
Can't ignore it.
[Verse 2:]
Now it's hard not to kill n**gaz,
It's like a full time job not to kill n**gaz, can't chill,
the streets is watching you, when you froze your arms,
N**gaz wanna test you and your gun goes warm,
Can't get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat up,
Sweet n**gaz running 'round swearing shit is sweeter,
Once you're tagged lame, the game is follow the leader,
Everybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta keep it realer.
Kidnap n**gaz wanna steal ya,
Broke n**gas want no cash, they just wanna kill ya
for the name, n**gaz don't know the rules,
Disrespectin the game, want you to blow your cool,
Force your hand, of course that man's plottin,
Smarten up, the streets is watching, it's on.
[Chorus:]
When the streets is watching,
Blocks keep clocking
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake,
Can't ignore it.
[Verse 3:]
My street mentality flip bricks forever, know me and money,
we like armed co-defendants, n**ga, we stick together,
Shit, whatever for this cheddar, ran my game into the ground,
Hustle harder until secret indictment time came around,
Now you can 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, n**gaz mouths got slow leaks,
Had to hire a team of workers, couldn't play those streets,
See out of space like Mercury, you jerkin me? Hectic,
Had to call upon my wolves to send n**gaz the message,
I said this: "Let's play fair and we can stay here,
I'm trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare."
Hey, there's money to be made and n**gaz got the picture,
Stopped playing 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 cheating me, for the first time
in my life I was getting money but it was like my conscience was eating me.
Was this a lesson God teaching me? Was he saying that?
I was playing the game straight from Hell from which few came back,
like bad coke, pimp or die, was my mindframe back,
Was n**gaz thinkin simplify I was turning cocaine crack?
Ain't a whole lot of brain to that, just trying to maintain a stack
and not collide like two trains that's on the same track.
But I 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
To set up shop with a quarter of rock, here's the plan,
For three straight weeks, n**gaz slaughtered the block,
But you know the game is cruel, fucked up me and my dudes,
One drought can wipe a n**ga out, faster than the cops
and this unstable way of living just had to stop,
Half of my n**gaz got time, we done real things,
By ninety-four became the subject of half of y'all n**gaz 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 n**ga's 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 n**ga who boosted the crime rate,
so high in one city they send National Guards to get me,
Ya dig?
