Представляем точный текст композиции "The Streets Is Watching" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jay-Z . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Streets Is Watching» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jay-Z передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jay-Z - "The Streets Is Watching"
Lyrics to The Streets Is Watching : Uh-huh uh huh uh Gee-gee-geyeah Baby, watchin, streets Uh-huh uh huh uh You dont have to look Uh-huh uh The streets is watching Check it, check Uh-huh uh, check Look, if I shoot you, Im brainless But if you shoot me, then youre famous -- whats a n*gga to do' When the, streets is watching, blocks keep clocking Waiting for you to break, make your first mistake Cant ignore it, thats the fastest way to get extorted But my time is money, at twenty-five, I cant afford it Beef is sorted like Godiva, chocolates N*ggaz you bought it, I pull the slide back and cock it Plan aborted, you and your mans get a pass This rhyme, youre operating on f*ck time Yall n*ggaz aint worth my shells, all yall n*ggaz 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 Would I rather be on tour getting a, hundred a pop Taking pictures with some b*tches, 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 Cant ignore it Now its hard not to kill n*ggaz Its like a full time job not to kill n*ggaz, cant chill the streets is watching you, when you froze your arms N*ggaz wanna test you and your gun goes warm Cant get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat up Sweet n*ggaz running round swearing sh*t is sweeter Once youre tagged lame the game is follow the leader Everybody want a piece of your scrilla, so you gotta keep it realer Kidnap n*ggaz wanna steal ya Broke n*ggaz want no cash, they just wanna kill ya for the name, n*ggaz dont know the rules Disrespectin the game, want you to blow your cool Force your hand, of course that mans plottin Smarten up, the streets is watching, its on [*chorus*] My street mentality flip bricks forever, know me and money we like armed co-defendants, n*gga we stick together Sh*t 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 cant be found Put in twenty-four hour shifts but, that aint me now Got a face too easy to trace, n*ggaz mouths got slow leaks Had to hide between my workers, couldnt play those streets She got his face like Mercury you jerkin me' Hectic Had to call upon my wolves to send, n*ggaz the message I said this: Lets play fair and we can stay here Im trying to transform you Boyz II Men like daycare Hey theres money to be made and, n*ggaz 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 concious was eating me Was this a lesson God teaching me' Was he saying that' Im playing the game straight from Hell from which few came back like bad coke, pimp or die, was my mindframe bad Was n*ggaz thinkin simplify was turning cocaine crack' Aint a whole lot of brain to that, just trying to maintain a stack and knock a lot like two trains thats 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, heres the plan For three straight weeks, n*ggaz slaughtered the block But you know the game is lluted, f*cked up me and my dues One drop can wipe a n*gga out, faster than the cops and this unstable way of living just, had to stop Half of my n*ggaz got time, we done real things By ninety-four became the subject of half of yall n*ggaz rhymes Public apoligies to the families of those caught up in my street But thats the life for us lost souls brought up in the streets The life and times of a demonic mind, excited with crime And the lavish luxuries that just excited my mind I figured, Sh*t why risk myself I just write it in rhymes And let you feel me, and if you dont like it then fine The mindstate, of a n*gga who boosted the crime rate so high in one city they send National Guards to get me Ya dig' The streets [ The Streets Is Watching Lyrics ]
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