Ost - Streets Is Watching

[jay-z]
Niggas is dead, dead i tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
With three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so fourth on one track,huh?
Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's murda

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark
Cause whether your for or against this
When i spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
The weapons i possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once i flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be one shot ass
J to the a-y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why would you fuck with me
Knowing i put you six feet deep and them niggas could die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot cristal
And promise you only one thing, to not miss you
Jahova know the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive when i arrive it's murda

[ja rule]
Shit i hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now
Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down
Cause i hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the night
That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in hell looking for ice
Fuckin with ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich
You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
Rather beat your dick or your bitch
My flow be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know i spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light
Niggas ain't seein my plight, it's alright
I let the world know i shine like ice
I bet it all i can throw a hard four in the dice
Cause i'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand
Spin in barrel and put it to your head
Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further
Fuckin with i n c is murda

[dmx]
I'm a cruddy nigga, goin raw-doggin dirty bitches
And if i get burnt, i'm givin that shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again poppy
I might smile up in your face but i ain't your friend poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it
Get it, done it, when i'm blunted
However it went down, i made it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, i made it cappin
And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, cause you is a fool nigga
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you won't feel shit!!!
Urruurrrr.....
Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
A fucking snake in the truest form
Knowin damn well that what i do is wrong, plus what i do is strong
Niggas is makin movies so i gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe i'll stop destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, so let me get that shorty
Cause you don't need that shorty
You don't know what to do with that shorty
You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, what you want, money, more!?!
Them niggas did it raw, with no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said before i blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no more riff
Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think about after
Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
Cause you gonna die like a sucker
Murder motherfucker!!!

Uh!, where my mother fucking dogs at, uh, uh
My nigga jigga, my dog ja, irv gotti, rough riders, def jam
Where my dogs at, top fight uh, where my dogs at
Hold me down baby, hold me down baby, hold me down baby
Boomer one love nigga, urruurrrr, murda motherfucker..

Jay-z:
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright, yeah yeah

I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out a town
I need that glow in my ice, e-class
Ladies screamin jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like jees-ass
Jay-z and me holdin the mic
So when you like you find mc's so impolite
And me i'm so into nice, got cats on the corner like
Don't me and jigga be flowin alike?
Nah, not in your life ain't nobody copin like
Mr. jay-z, shit you're crazy
I'm hot like the six maybe, deep dish with the great seats
I flow greater than you're navigator
I drop in you're town, block you're data
Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Can't touch like hot potatoes, ya heard?

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright, holla back

Memphis bleek:
In the middle of a war rockin a vest
Who's the illest shorty alive, i confess
I take nine to the chest and i swear to the heaven sky's, i bless
The mics until the day i rest, till they can feel what i feel
I'ma try my best, and if you real like i real
You can provide the rest
Anything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart
I'm playing my part, stretched out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort them as soon as they record 'em, bleek
My name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, once i drop to a ceaser ma i don't need ya
>from the block to the hot two-seaters

Jay-z:
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright, check

On the two jew-el's i blew more money than latrell, who else?
They don't know you, think they know you too well, you jell
Like flubber i hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set
Press you're brakes, feds wanna investigate, mr. i don't cop nothin
Less than eight, and anything involved with my name
Regardless of the fame
It's hard, i can't even walk through harlem again,
Charge it to the game, i'm platinum like american express
My boy died, and all i did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain't my man fuck ya
I suggest let you live right? negative, i swear
It's dough or die, i hope your soul provides you with an afterlife
Close you're casket tight
Take you're last two deep breaths and pass the mic
To jay-z nigga, that's right!!

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It's alright, you heard?, it's alright, holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It's alright, you heard? it's alright

[jay-z]
It's the thought of a ride that make my eyes wide, i'm caught up
I'm trying to make, all of my dreams materialize, so i sorta
Say my goodbyes to the straight and narrow
I found a new route, you bout to see my life change
I make the means justify the ends, i make the cream
Materialize keys to a benz, and so i'm rollin
For now, holdin down the fort, who's controllin?
The ground's gotta blow em, yep, y'all shoulda told em
Uhh, my first felony's approachin, copped my first key
Took a freeze, now i'm frozen
I bought a black mac, i'm outta control
Losin bankrolls on blackjack, you gotta know
It always crossed my mind that feds be tappin the lines like gregory hines
Still on the phone discussin my biz like it could never be mines
I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs, and the rights
Still my blood flows ice, it's just my life

Chorus:

What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life?
*scratched "in my lifetime"*
What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life?
*scratched "in my lifetime"*

[jay-z]
I'm like the bass with the ass, splashin cold cash
The big willie get you chilly when i pass, brrrrrr
Is it, just a mirage all these girls thankin god
Is this, world my world, am i the star of stars?
Baby pimped out, i'm gettin too large and smokin cigars
All chicks is hollerin bout chica, the whole city's buzzin
Wasn't checkin for me a dozen or so, months ago
Now i'm all they know, i'm a person
Lettin the cristal's breathe at the barnacle bar
Under my sleeve, vernacular, 50 g's
I'm talkin big cheese, you gotta be down to dig these, uhh
Give me a rush like you wouldn't believe, my head's about to bust
Acceleratin what drives me, hope i don't gotta die
To see, see i can't lie to me
I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights
Still my blood flows ice, it's just my life

Chorus 2x

[jay-z]
Uhh, from the beginning see we never seen the ending
Running up in all the women, all the linen, all the jewels, huh
We sported pele's, gold diamonds and pirelli's
Sports cars, the good life'll give you a belly but that's cool
As i, zone in the al capone, watch me
Cause the medusa's head on versace turned me to stone
Now my poems just ain't poems, they bloody, when i recite em
Bones get disconnected like the phones
Now, i'm a hardened criminal with game
Like the garden, all my penpals life controlled by the warden
Still the drill makes me blind to the fact
I could do real time, i'm a prisoner, of my crimes
Know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights
Now i'm, incarcerate for my life

Chorus 5x to fade