Street Knowledge
BADBADNOTGOOD & Ghostface Killah feat. Tree Lyrics


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Made money, watch for the cops that go a hundred, crazy summer
Moved on up, Fivers are on it, that or a shooter
Who I'm around, every hoovers want a new block
These is the projects, let me screw you top of the day
Thermometer hot, niggas a shoot bruh and be up
More gun shots than in Felluajah, call it Chiraq
Hundred-g lines, no time to lye back want a Maybach
Get a real junkie to test the product, hold the ice pot
Warm up the pot, let it rock up, stay on your grind
Get that shit jumpin', start off with dimes and on the week days
Take 25 give 'em all three bags
Within a week you're gettin' money, the cliché
Come through bumpin' your head and he say
They all say that he paid
And now people wondering what he made
And if your weak eh, can he be robbed, beast hey
Now he gotta go Mobb Deep on me

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test
We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests
Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport
In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short
Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test
We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests
Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport
In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short

Don't let 10 miles get you oxed up, boxed up in the cage
On some bruja shit, bitches burning bundles of sage
Your crack rock too pure, they gonna set you up
Chain too big on your neck, they calling you King Tut
Trust the one who's sweat bands is narc ID's
And run for the hills, if you hear anybody yell freeze
Stash your cheese better, them shoe boxes don't work
That's some old school shit, like money in the mattress
Bitches is actresses, just screw 'em and leave
They fuck up your whole operation like Adam and Eve
Don't play the roof tops, change the color of your blue tops
And them bags with the smiley faces, get new stocks
You can't run in skinny jeans, serve fiends my any means
Sprinkle coke in the dust blunt to spice up your greens
This the school of street gems from your boy Tony Yano
You wanna check for it nigga, slide across the Verrazano

Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test
We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests
Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport
In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short
Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test
We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests




Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport
In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to BADBADNOTGOOD & Ghostface Killah's song "Street Knowledge" depict the harsh realities and strategies of survival in the streets. The song highlights the importance of being street smart and constantly being on guard while making money. Ghostface Killah reflects on his own experiences of making money in the streets, taking steps to avoid getting caught by the cops, and being careful who he associates with as everyone is looking for a come-up. He emphasizes the importance of being aware of the dangers and looking out for oneself, warning against being weak and susceptible to robbery. The song emphasizes that being street smart is a necessary survival skill and those who don't have it will come up short.


The chorus emphasizes this street knowledge as they put "these books to the test," referring to traditional knowledge and education, and instead arming themselves with the wisdom to navigate the streets. They put "two to the chest for niggas who rock vests," and spit "out verbs for sport," showing that they are always ready and stay prepared for any dangers that may come their way. The lyrics also touch on various survival techniques such as using sweatbands as narc ID's, avoiding rooftops, and changing the color of their blue tops.


Overall, "Street Knowledge" portrays the realities of life in the streets and the importance of being street smart to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Made money, watch for the cops that go a hundred, crazy summer
Earned money during a hot summer and must be cautious of the fast driving police presence


Moved on up, Fivers are on it, that or a shooter
Advanced through life while being watched by dangerous gang members or sharpshooters


Who I'm around, every hoovers want a new block
People in their social circle are all seeking new territories to control and claim as their own


These is the projects, let me screw you top of the day
Living in poverty-stricken housing and committing petty crimes to make ends meet


Thermometer hot, niggas a shoot bruh and be up
The intense heat is causing people to act irrationally, leading to violence and frequent shootings


More gun shots than in Felluajah, call it Chiraq
There are more gun-related deaths and shootings in their area than in a warzone like Fallujah, Iraq


Hundred-g lines, no time to lye back want a Maybach
Working hard to sell large amounts of drugs and gain wealth and status by purchasing luxury cars like a Maybach


Get a real junkie to test the product, hold the ice pot
Finding an experienced drug user to test the quality of their product before selling it and keeping it cold to prevent spoilage


Warm up the pot, let it rock up, stay on your grind
Heating up drugs to solidify them for distribution while continuing to work hard and push their product


Get that shit jumpin', start off with dimes and on the week days
Making their product more popular by starting with small amounts and selling more during weekdays


Take 25 give 'em all three bags
Giving away three drug bags per every 25 sold to entice buyers


Within a week you're gettin' money, the cliché
Their approach to drug dealing is successful and makes money quickly, despite being a common strategy


Come through bumpin' your head and he say / They all say that he paid / And now people wondering what he made
Showing off their financial success by flaunting it in public and causing people to question how much money they have really made


And if your weak eh, can he be robbed, beast hey / Now he gotta go Mobb Deep on me
If someone is perceived as being weak, they become vulnerable to being robbed, prompting them to become violent and defensive like the rap group Mobb Deep


Don't let 10 miles get you oxed up, boxed up in the cage
Avoid getting caught and imprisoned by law enforcement by not getting too comfortable in one place for too long


On some bruja shit, bitches burning bundles of sage
Women using witch-like practices, such as burning sage, to mask the smell of drugs being sold


Your crack rock too pure, they gonna set you up / Chain too big on your neck, they calling you King Tut
If the drugs they sell are too strong or if they display their wealth too publicly, they become a target for police or other criminals


Trust the one who's sweat bands is narc ID's
Relying on someone who is likely an undercover police officer, identified by their sweatbands with 'narc' printed on them


And run for the hills, if you hear anybody yell freeze
Running away from any situation where someone yells 'freeze', as it could be law enforcement or another dangerous individual


Stash your cheese better, them shoe boxes don't work
Finding better hiding places for their money, as using shoe boxes is too obvious and easily discovered


That's some old school shit, like money in the mattress
Using traditional methods of hiding money, like putting it inside a mattress, is outdated and ineffective


Bitches is actresses, just screw 'em and leave
Women involved in the drug business are only interested in making money and should not be trusted or considered as romantic prospects


They fuck up your whole operation like Adam and Eve
Women can ruin the entire drug dealing operation, like how Eve in the Bible ruined everything for Adam


Don't play the roof tops, change the color of your blue tops
Avoid being on rooftops, as police helicopters can easily spot any suspicious behavior, and changing the color of drug baggies to avoid police detection


And them bags with the smiley faces, get new stocks
Getting new drug baggies without the smiley faces to avoid being easily recognized by law enforcement or other criminals


You can't run in skinny jeans, serve fiends my any means
Wearing skinny jeans restricts mobility, making it difficult to escape danger, but they must do whatever it takes to sell to drug addicts


Sprinkle coke in the dust blunt to spice up your greens
Adding cocaine to marijuana joints to increase their potency and make them more appealing to buyers


This the school of street gems from your boy Tony Yano
Providing valuable, unconventional knowledge about the practices of the drug-dealing world from their friend Tony Yano


You wanna check for it nigga, slide across the Verrazano
If someone is skeptical of their information, they can confirm it by crossing the Verrazano bridge to see the reality of the drug trade


Street knowledge, we puttin' these books to the test
Applying the lessons learned from real-life experience to their drug dealing business


We puttin' two to the chest for niggas who rock vests
Using violence to protect themselves and their business from those who try to harm or rob them, especially those wearing bulletproof vests


Food for though, spittin' out verbs for sport
Providing insightful advice and knowledge about the drug dealing world as a form of entertainment or boasting


In these streets you better walk the walk or come up short
Being in the drug selling business requires not just talking the talk, but also being able to walk the walk and back up their words with actions




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Adam Feeney, Alexander William Sowinski, Chester A Hansen, Matthew Adam Tavares, Tommy Paxton Beesley, Tremaine Johnson, Wayne Kaliff Gordon

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Comments from YouTube:

Nick

Trees verse is so faded and raspy... and I love every damn line.

Adam Khattak

For sure one of my favourite tracks on the album. Both Ghost and Tree flow on this track so well together, reminds me of some old school shit.

Patrick Daley

MC Tree and Ghostface killah is a collab that I never knew I wanted. They work so well together man if tree, ghostface, and badbadnotgood don't make a whole album together the world will be worse for it

churchvan

I swear I keep coming back just for that Tree verse. why does his voice/flow never sound that great in his other stuff?

Jessika Cardenas

tree verse sounds dope I wanted to hear him keep spittin

chuckdock7

Instant classic! Tree represent for us here in the Chi baby! Ghost one of my personal top 5 MC's of all time!

905 Review

so so glad this album introduced me to Tree

Fish Man

Trees verse is crazy

J R

Had to look up who this was ASAP wtf

ducanhbui

That beat, tree's voice and ghost's hook ..Farr

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