And the lavish luxuries that just excited my mind
Now it's hard not to kill niggas
I said this, "Let's play fair and we can stay here"
Force your hand, of course that man's plottin'
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
The type to start a beef then, run to the cops
You don't have to look
Had to hide between my workers, couldn't play those streets
Half of my niggas got time, we done real things
Broke niggas want no cash, they just wanna kill ya
My street mentality flip bricks forever, know me and money
In the bottom of the pot where no, water gets hot
So high in one city they send National Guards to get me, ya dig?
I'm playing the game straight from Hell from which few came back
Hustle harder to see if indictment time came around
But my time is money, at twenty-five, I can't afford it
Baby watchin' streets
Plan aborted, you and your mans get a pass
Uh huh uh
'Fore I get my life together like the oars I bring back
But if you shoot me then you're famous what's a nigga to do?
But that's the life for us lost souls brought up in the streets
One drop can wipe a nigga out, faster than the cops
Like bad coke, pimp or die, was my mindframe bad
Public apoligies to the families of those caught up in my street
tryin to do is hurt my sales, and stop trips to John McNale
The mindstate, of a nigga who boosted the crime rate
Was niggas thinkin' simplify was turning cocaine crack?
When the streets is watching blocks keep clocking
Would I rather be on tour getting a, hundred a pop
Niggas wanna test you and your gun goes warm
This rhyme, you're operating on fuck time
Shit whatever for this cheddar ran my game into the ground
When the, streets is watching
I figured, 'Shit why risk myself? I just write it in rhymes
Now you can look up and down the streets and I can't be found
Can't ignore it
Was this a lesson God teaching me? Was he saying that?
We like armed co-defendants, niggas we stick together
Taking pictures with some bitches, in front of the drop?
I was getting money but it was like my conscious was eating me
The other half, in the casket lay dormant
Stopped playing with my paper and, we got richer
And knock a lot like two trains that's on the same track
Hey there's money to be made and, niggas got the picture
Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
Set up shop with a quarter of rock, here's the plan
She got his face like Mercury, you jerkin' me?
Sweet niggas running 'round swearing shit is sweeter
Nigga you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock it
Put in twenty-four hour shifts but, that ain't me now
And this unstable way of living just, had to stop
The streets is watching
Kidnap niggas wanna steal ya
Blocks keep clocking
Waiting for you to break make your first mistake
Look if I shoot you I'm brainless
Smarten up, the streets is watching, it's on
It's like a full time job not to kill niggas, can't chill
Everybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta keep it realer
Check it check
Blocks keep clocking
I'm trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare
Got a face too easy to trace, niggas mouths got slow leaks
Then hard times fell upon us, half of my staff had warrants
AC
Can't get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat up
The life and times of a demonic mind, excited with crime
When the, streets is watching
Ain't a whole lot of brain to that, just trying to maintain a stack
Once you're tagged lame the game is follow the leader
And let you feel me, and if you don't like it then fine'
But you know the game is 'lluted, fucked up me and my dues
The streets is watching
Can't ignore it
Can't ignore it that's the fastest way to get extorted
The streets is watching you, when you froze your arms
Disrespectin' the game, want you to blow your cool
When I see you in the street got, one in the drop
Uh huh uh huh uh
For three straight weeks, niggas slaughtered the block
Hectic, had to call upon my wolves to send, niggas the message
Y'all nigga ain't worth my shells, all y'all niggaz
Got my transporter take it 'cross the border then stop
Uh huh uh check
I felt like life was cheating me, for the first time in my life
for the name, niggas don't know the rules
Beef is sorted like Godiva, chocolates
By ninety-four became the subject of half of y'all niggas rhymes
