Streets Is Watching

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 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 is sorted 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 operating on bitch time
 Y'all niggas ain't worth my shells, all y'all niggas
 Tryin to do is hurt my sales, and stop trips to John McNale
 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
 Or taking pictures with some bitches, in front of the drop
 The streets is watching
 When the, streets is watching
 Blocks keep clocking
 Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
 Can't ignore it
 Man, it's hard not to kill niggas
 It's like a full time job not to kill niggas, can't chill
 The streets is watching you, when you froze your arms
 Niggas wanna test you and your gun goes warm
 Can't get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat up
 Sweet niggas 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 niggas wanna steal ya
 Broke niggas want no cash, they just wanna kill ya
 For the name, niggas 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
 Instrumental
 When the, streets is watching
 Blocks keep clocking
 Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake
 Can't ignore it
 Instrumental
 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 to see if 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, smiles got slow leaks
 Had to hide between my workers, couldn't play those streets
 Stay outta 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 trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare'
 Hey there's money to be made and, niggas 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'm playing the game straight from hell from which few came back
 Like bad coke, pimp or die, was my mindframe bad
 Was niggas was thinkin simplify was turnin 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
 'Fore I get my life together like the oars I bring back
 In the bottom of the pot where no, 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 is 'lluted, that fucked up me and my dues
 One drop can wipe a nigga out, faster than the cops
 And this unstable way of living just, had to stop
 Half of my niggas got time, we done real things
 By ninety-four became the subject of half of y'all niggas rhymes
 Public apoligies to the families of those caught up in my shit
 But that's the life for us lost souls brought up in the 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 mindstate, of a nigga who boosted the crime rate
 So high in one city they send National Guards to get me