Joe Quinde - Streets Is Watching lyrics

[Produced by Ski Beatz] [Verse One] Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless But if you shoot me, then you're famous What's a n***a 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 a**orted like Godiva chocolates n***as you bought it, I pull the slide back and co*k it Plan aborted, you and your mans get a pa** This rhyme, you're operating on b**h time Y'all n***as ain't worth my shells, all y'all n***as Trying to do is hurt my sales, and stop trips to John Meneill' 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 getting a hundred a pop Taking pictures with some b**hes in front of the drop The streets is watching [Hook] When the, streets is watching Blocks keep clocking Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake Can't ignore it [Verse Two] Now it's hard not to k** n***as It's like a full time job not to k** n***as, can't chill The streets is watching When you froze your arms n***as want to test you when your gun goes warm Can't get caught with your feet up, got to keep your heat up Sweet n***as running 'round swearing sh** 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***as want to steal you Broke n***as don't want no cash, they just want to k** ya For the name, n***as don't know the rules Disrespecting the game, want you to blow your cool Force your hand, of course that man's plotting Smarten up, the streets is watching, it's on [Hook] [Verse Three] My street mentality: flip bricks forever Know me and money, we like armed co-defendants n***a we stick together sh** whatever for this cheddar ran my game into the ground Hustle harder until secret indictment time came around And 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***as 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***as the message I said this: 'Let's play fair and we can stay here I'm trying to transform you boys to men like daycare' Ay there's money to be made and n***as 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 mind frame bad? Was n***as thinking simplify was turning c**aine 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 get my life together like the oils I bring back In the bottom of the pot where the water gets hot Got my transporter take it across the border then stop To set up shop with a quarter of rock Here's the plan: For three straight weeks, n***as slaughtered the block But you know the game is food, it f**ed up me and my dudes One drought can wipe a n***a out, faster than the cops And this unstable way of living just had to stop Half of my n***as got time, we done real things By '94 became the subject of half of y'all n***as rhymes Public apologies to the families of those caught up in my sh** But that's the life for us lost souls brought up in this sh** The life and times of a n***a mind, excited with crime And the lavish luxuries that just excited my mind I figured, "sh**, 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***a who boosted the crime rate So high in one city they send National Guards to get me