Streets Is Talking
Jay Z Feat. Beanie Sigel Lyrics

Is he a blood, is he crip?
What gang is he affiliated with?

Is he that, is he this?
What is his true identity or reputation?

Did he do it? You know, eh
Did he commit the crime or offense in question?

Look
Pay attention and listen carefully

If I shoot you, I'm brainless
If I resort to violence, it shows a lack of intelligence

Different toilet, same shit, and I'm sick of explainin this
Different situations but the same problems, and I'm tired of having to justify myself

I'm waitin on arraignment, my nigga is the plantiff
I'm awaiting the legal proceedings, while my associate is bringing the case against me

Yeah, I know what you thinkin, fucked up ain't it?
Yes, I'm aware of what you're thinking, and it's messed up, isn't it?

I shoulda known better, and I planned to
I should have been more cautious and had a plan in place

But dog they be takin me out of my zone like a nigga with a handle
But people keep disrupting my peace and taking me away from my comfort zone

I sat back and watched it, put the gats back in the closet
I observed the situation and decided to put my guns away

I tried to tie my hands like an Iraqi hostage
I attempted to restrain myself from getting involved in conflicts, just like a hostage in Iraq

Let niggaz take shots at me, no response
Allow people to criticize or attack me without retaliating

I just, flip and, pop my collar like the fonz
I simply adjust my clothing and showcase my confidence

You give a nigga a foot he'll take you one step beyond
If you show someone a little favor, they'll try to take advantage of you even further

He'll try to play you twice, the third time is the charm
Someone will attempt to deceive or manipulate you on multiple occasions, and the third attempt usually succeeds

You wanna conversate with the writer of the qu'ran
You want to engage in a conversation with the author of the Quran

Or old testament, don't test him then
Or the author of the Old Testament, so don't challenge or provoke him

I know what y'all thinkin dick, pause
I understand what you're all thinking, disregard any inappropriate thoughts

Your future's my past, I've been here before
I have already experienced what you are currently going through, so I know what lies ahead for you

I know when you're schemin, I feel when you plottin
I can sense when you're devising plans or plotting against me

I got, mental vision, intuition
I possess the ability to predict or understand things instinctively

I know where you goin I read your mind's navigational system
I know your intentions and can anticipate your actions based on your thought process

Everybody whisperin, pst pst pst ss perspirin
Everyone is gossiping and feeling anxious

When the streets is talkin, niggaz is gossipin
When the community is buzzing with rumors and speculation

Bitches all in your shit, what's the cause of it?
Women are involving themselves in your affairs, what is the reason behind it?

I need to know, cheah cheah
I want to understand the truth

You see me with a bodyguard that means police is watchin
If you see me with a bodyguard, it indicates that the police are monitoring my activities

And I only use his waist to keep my glock in
I only utilize his presence to conceal my handgun

But when shit goes down you know who's doin the poppin
However, when a violent situation arises, you know who is firing the shots

And if you don't know, guess who's doin the droppin
And if you are unsure, try to guess who is causing others to fall or fail

S dot again, y'all got him in a bad mood
Referring to himself as S dot (JAY Z) once more, indicating that he is in a negative state of mind

Bad move that's bad news
Having a negative impact on him, which is unfortunate and problematic

How many times have I got to prove?
How many times do I need to demonstrate my abilities?

How many loved ones have you got to lose
How many family members or close friends must you lose?

Before you realize that it's probably true?
Before you finally recognize the harsh reality of the situation?

Whatever jigga say, jigga probably do
Anything that JAY Z says, he is likely to follow through on

Shit I paid my dues, I made the news
He has fulfilled his obligations and responsibilities, and his accomplishments have been publicly recognized

I came in the door for dolo, blazed the crews
He entered the music industry as a solo artist and dominated the competition

And the streets say jigga can't go back home
According to the streets, JAY Z is no longer accepted or welcome in his hometown

You know when I heard that? When I was back home
He learned about this claim when he returned to his hometown

I'm comfortable dog, Brooklyn to Rome
He feels at ease and content in various locations, from Brooklyn to Rome

On any martin luther, don't part with your future
No matter the circumstances, don't give up or lose sight of your dreams and aspirations

Don't ever question if I got the heart to shoot ya
Never doubt his determination and willingness to harm or attack if provoked

The answer is simply too dark for the user
The truth is too unsettling and unpleasant for those seeking answers

And as a snot-nose they said that he got flows
As a young and inexperienced individual, they claimed that he possessed rapping skills

But will he be able to drop those before the cops close in?
However, can he release his music before law enforcement captures or apprehends him?

'Fore the shots froze him, and he's dead and gone
Before an act of violence ends his life and he is no longer alive

From what the block has spoken, my god
Based on what the neighborhood rumors or gossip suggest, God knows the truth

Everybody stressin, who's his baby's moms?
Everyone is anxious and curious about the identity of his child's mother

Who he got pregnant, let me tell you, ah
Who he impregnated, allow me to inform you

Gi-gi-gi, geah yeah uh, yeah yeah uh
An expression of affirmation and agreement

I seen my first murder in the hall, if you must know
He witnessed his first homicide in the hallway, if you really need to know

I lost my pops when I was eleven mmm twelve years old
His father passed away when he was around eleven or twelve years of age

He's probably somewhere where the liquor is takin it's toll
His father is likely in a place where alcohol is negatively affecting him

But I ain't mad at you dad, holla at your lad
But he doesn't hold any resentment towards his late father and hopes to reconnect with him

I grew up pushin snowflake to niggaz that was pro-base
He became involved in selling drugs, specifically cocaine, to individuals who were addicted

The stress'll take a young nigga, give him a old face
The pressure and hardships will age a young person prematurely

All I did was smoke joke, think and drink
His leisure activities included smoking, joking, contemplating, and consuming alcohol

Copped 'caine and complained, front row watch game
He purchased cocaine and complained about his circumstances while enjoying courtside seats at basketball games

I seen niggaz before me, with a chance to write they own script
He witnessed other individuals given the opportunity to control their own destinies

Slip up and change the story
However, they made mistakes and altered their narratives

I seen young niggaz go out in a blaze of glory
He observed young individuals losing their lives in a dramatic and tragic manner

Before reachin puberty, scared a nigga truthfully
These individuals met unfortunate ends before even reaching adulthood, which was genuinely frightening

I took trips with so much shit in the whip
He traveled with a significant amount of illegal substances in his vehicle

That if the cops pulled us over the dog'd get sick, sniff
If the police stopped them, their drug-sniffing dog would become overwhelmed

Smell me nigga? The real me nigga, minus the rumors
Can you sense or comprehend who I truly am, disregarding any false information or speculation?

Holla if you feel me nigga
Speak up if you can relate or understand where he's coming from

The streets is not only watching but they talking now?
Are the streets not only observing but also spreading rumors now?

Shit they got me circling the block before I'm parking now
The streets have forced him to drive around the block several times before finding a place to park

Don't get it twisted, I ain't bitching, I'm just cautious now
Don't misunderstand, he's not complaining, he's just being more careful now

Sub, under the parka, extra cartridge now
He conceals additional ammunition under his jacket for added protection

Hit his click sig' up you fell at it you're dense
Shoot at his group of friends, if they don't react, they're foolish

I get word to the street like bell Atlantic express
He quickly spreads information or communicates with the streets, similar to a fast telecommunication service provider

I feel the vibes and I hear the rumors
He senses the atmosphere and is aware of the rumors circulating

But fuck it, I'm still alive and I'm still in ju'maa I know 'stafallah
Despite everything, he is still alive and present in prayer, expressing his gratitude to God

Niggaz wanna press me, put my back to the wall
Individuals want to challenge him and back him into a corner

But pressure bust pipes I know, I spat it to y'all
However, pressure can lead to mistakes or failures, but he remains strong and resilient

To know me is to love me, you see me, can't be me, hate this
Understanding him leads to admiration, but trying to imitate or compete with him results in resentment

Fuck you I got guns like Neo in Matrix
He confidently declares that he possesses firearms, similar to the character Neo from the film The Matrix

Cross the family, think mac's sweet like Cairo
If you disrespect his family, you'll discover that he is not someone to be underestimated

Or soft like play-doh get knocked off like Fredo, Corleone
If you portray weakness, you'll be eliminated or taken out like Fredo in The Godfather

They find you with a hole in your dome
They will discover your lifeless body with a fatal gunshot wound to your head

I roll with niggaz that'll follow you and go to your home
He associates with individuals who will track you down and invade your residence

Thought you ball, but nigga you fall to my defense
You believed you were successful, but you will crumble when faced with his retaliation

Catch you while you reachin, clip you then I cross you then I'm leavin
He will catch you off guard, shoot you, surpass you, and then make his escape

Apply full court pressure
He will intensely and relentlessly pursue his objectives

Like four-four ? Get you out of here, pull pressure
Like a .44 caliber gun, he will eliminate you and exert dominance

To the trigger, bullets fly in three's
Once the trigger is pulled, bullets are discharged in groups of three

You forever rest under bullshit, dirt lies and leaves
You will forever find yourself surrounded by falsehoods, disrespect, graves, and abandonment

I do bullshit, dirt, tell lies then leave
He engages in deceitful actions, immoral behavior, and deception before departing

Look in my eyes, realize it's beans
Look into his eyes and understand that he is Beanie Sigel, the true person behind the lyrics

Niggaz wanna despise the team, till I play head coach
Individuals want to criticize or dislike the group until he takes control and becomes the leader

And straight up, divide they team
He will directly cause division and disruption within their group

Trade they man for some pies and a couple of things
He will manipulate or betray their associates in exchange for illegal goods and various items

Til the bullet, ah, motherfuckers! Yeah
Until a bullet strikes, resulting in harm or death