J.E.V.I PE$CI - Streets Was Watchin (feat. Shan P)

I'm thorough in every borough
Throw ya joints in the air
One time and bust your shit
Shit is wicked in these mean streets
So now I'm down for whatever Ain't nothing nice

On my first one
Gave you prophecy (Prophecy)
Told you choices to lead you
To who you gotta be (Gotta be)
I get my grit from the mud
That's why I'm
Proud to be me
Freak upon nature
You ain't legit
If you ain't drowning in haters
I got the
Keys to the lock
Beans for the pot
That ah special sauce
Is the reason you not
Where you want to be
Trying to live
Someone else dream
Think you're moving
But you're living off
Someone else theme
Coat tails is all your grinding
Tell your tripping
Looking for any crumb
That probably fell you're slipping
Now earl simmons
In the words I'm spitting
Hell is hot well so is the kitchen
Choking on these words
Like what is intention
I bet you wish that i stop
I guarantee that I'm not
Til I'm on top
With my foot on they ass
Step on the gas
Swerve the expedition
Yeah i got too much swag
Go ahead jevi
They got me in my bag
But check it (But check it)

I'm thorough in every borough (Uh huh)
Throw ya joints in the air
One time and bust your shit
Shit is wicked
On these mean streets (Shit is wicked)
So now I'm down for whatever Ain't nothing nice

I'm thorough in every borough (What up shan)
Throw ya joints in the air
One time and bust your shit (Let's get it) (Back again)
Shit is wicked
On these mean streets (I got you)
So now I'm down (Check it) for whatever (Yo)
Ain't nothing nice

On blocks was flipping
When the streets was watching
It was written
Nas and jigga
Kept the speakers knocking
Some pac and biggie
On a mission
Trying to be the hottest
The cops was tripping
Opposition
Trying to keep us locked in
And stop us living
Propositions
Kept us seeing product
And competition
Politicians
Got police in pockets
It's economics
Not a difference
When you reap a profit
A contradiction
Got a different plot
Of legal problems
I'm optimistic
So much greed
Now i can't keep a wallet
In walking distance
P-N-C i need a key deposit
To stock provisions
Got afflictions
Lots would see as toxic
The common symptoms
Of a kid who saw
The reaper often
To stop and visit
Wasn't privileged
So proceed with caution
No pot to piss in
Pops was missing
It was me and moms when
She got addicted
Lost the crib
But that's a deeper topic
I sought forgiveness
Taught the Business
From some G's and convicts Locked in prison
Saw the vision
Didn't teach us options
Upon submission
God is listening
Tell him keep a spot lit
I'm not religious
Obviously
But my jesus poppin
Rocks is glistening
Got me dripping
Like a leaky faucet
And fought to get it
Talking shit
That's me just being modest
Not extinct but
On the brink to be
My breed exotic
Apocalyptic
Falling victem to
The speed of time and
The clock is ticking
Dropping wisdom
If you're seeking knowledge
For all to listen cuz

I'm thorough in every borough
Jevi
Throw ya joints in the air
One time and bust your shit
Shit is wicked in these mean streets
So now I'm down for whatever Ain't nothing nice
I'm thorough in every borough
Throw ya joints in the air
One time and bust your shit
Shit is wicked in these mean streets
So now I'm down for whatever Ain't nothing nice (Nothing nice)
Real life
My life is real as shit
Jevi
Shan
Streets was watching
Putting myself in a position
Most of these rappers ain't in
Feeling it

Written by:
Kenneth Roberts, Shannon Pressey

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