Soundtrack To The Streets
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Yeah!

Uhh QB

All the people in the place!

It's the one and only Kid Capri
Uh TM nigga

Along with my man Nas Escobar

Ill Will

We about to take this one all around the world

So y'all feel this one come on!

My antidote to the dope add drugs in the party
Pistol whippin' your body lyrical odyssey
Y'all ain't smoke real shit less y'all smokin' with me
And y'all ain't heard real shit, til you heard it from me
Escobar, I toasted with Frank White, to this new era
of gangster life, slangin' words in the mic
Thanks to the life, I urge y'all to write pain
You a whore to the war, I remain a virgin that's tight
This game I'ma run til it's done, stack my funds
Packin guns, clean each gat, once a month
Hope ya toast carry heavy as the vest on your chest
Hope you squeeze it cause you're only safe from stomach to chest
Everything else, left open, I'm smokin'
Next to your balls, police won't even question at all
It's the Esc to the Bar, connects in Piar
Overlord of rap, U.S. France to Ecuador

[Chorus]
Have you ever met a QB gangsta, who would
shake your hand and turn ya back he would shank ya?
Niggaz want the street you lookin for me
You want the hot shit you must cop the Kid Capri
Ladies dance to it, niggaz pound that in your Jeep
Esco' and Kid Capri, with the motherfuckin Soundtrack
to the Street, thugs pop to it, sell rocks to it
Puffin L's poppin glocks to it

Me and the streets share the same vein, same pain
The whole game changed, niggaz with no brain could make dough
off of cocaine, Colombian neckties
Democrats to Bill Clinton gotta respect Nas
Customized flow, words stitched into the seams
Tailor made lyrics words fit ya, spit scripture worship
Far from Ali, niggaz can't spar with the kid
Regardless of your bid or who you partners with
Spit, cartridges at so-called hard ni-ggaz
You get, sparked and hit, held as hostages
You know how the mobsters is from the heart of the Bridge
We just started gettin dough, yo pardon the kid
I ain't used to havin shit, my youth as bad as it get
Ghetto bound first lesson was to let off rounds
Shots, echo the town, New York, home of
the Harlem mix tape, master as we all know him now

[Chorus]

Uh, what? Kid Capri
Soundtrack to the Street a theme for every hood
Every lockdown facility, get ?oxed? down for grillin me
Write down hostility, iced down with friends of ours
Respect money and power and them honies that swallow
But what's becomin' Apollo, nuttin but bigga bank
Fuck you niggaz think I ride for?
Same thing niggaz die for, so we draw guns
the same time in this war, leave your mind on the floor
Niggaz doin' thirty to life to survive in this world
Transportin' keys that's inside of a door
Openin' spots from Little Rock to Baltimore
Smoked out, chillin' on the Kid Capri world tour

[Chorus]

Yeah
Word up, come on
We make it bump one time word up
My man Nas make it bump one time come on
Come on, we make it bump one time word up
The Kid Capri make it bump one time come on

[Chorus]

And I say party people, it's the Kid Capri
Nas Escobar, Soundtrack to the Streets




Jumpin' off, youknowhatI'msayin?
You a part of history, stay tuned, uh!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Nas's song Soundtrack To The Streets are a classic example of East Coast gangsta rap during the mid-'90s. The song opens with the rapper Kid Capri, followed by a proclamation that their song is about to be heard all over the world. Nas then starts his verse, proclaiming himself to be the antidote to the drugs circulating in the party. In the song, Nas portrays himself as a lyrical godfather of sorts, urging his listeners to write their pains down and calling out other rappers as whores to the establishment of the music industry. He advocates the importance of the streets and draws parallels to his own trials and tribulations, comparing himself to cities like New York and Rome.


The chorus is challenging anyone looking for a real street gangsta to come to him. He also raps about his journey as a rapper, starting from Harlem mixtapes to his rise as one of the premier rappers of the time. The verses are littered with references to guns, drugs, and violence, which were the staples of East Coast rap at the time. Nas's flow is smooth and easy to follow, with a distinct delivery style. It is the combination of the vivid imagery in the lyrics, his flow, and the thumping beat that has made this song iconic and timeless.


Line by Line Meaning

My antidote to the dope add drugs in the party
My music is the cure for the danger of drugs at parties


Pistol whippin' your body lyrical odyssey
My lyrics can be violent but they will take you on a journey


Y'all ain't smoke real shit less y'all smokin' with me
You haven't had a real experience until you've smoked with me


And y'all ain't heard real shit, til you heard it from me
No one speaks the truth like I do


Escobar, I toasted with Frank White, to this new era of gangster life, slangin' words in the mic
I'm like Frank White, we are celebrating a new era of gangster life through rap music


Thanks to the life, I urge y'all to write pain
I have lived a life full of pain and inspire others to write about their own experiences


You a whore to the war, I remain a virgin that's tight
Others are willing to compromise for success, but I stay true to myself and my values


This game I'ma run til it's done, stack my funds
I will keep playing the game of life until the end, making sure my money is secure


Packin guns, clean each gat, once a month
I carry weapons and always keep them clean for protection, cleaning them often


Hope ya toast carry heavy as the vest on your chest
I hope your gun is just as heavy and reliable as the bulletproof vest you wear


Hope you squeeze it cause you're only safe from stomach to chest
It's important to shoot the gun because anything outside the chest area is still vulnerable


Everything else, left open, I'm smokin'
I'm not worried about anything else and am focused on smoking weed


Next to your balls, police won't even question at all
You can easily hide drugs or weapons close to your body without being questioned by the police


It's the Esc to the Bar, connects in Piar Overlord of rap, U.S. France to Ecuador
I am the king of rap, with connections in many countries


Have you ever met a QB gangsta, who would shake your hand and turn ya back he would shank ya?
Have you ever met a gangster from Queensbridge who would betray you by stabbing you in the back?


Niggaz want the street you lookin for me
If you're looking for authenticity in rap, you can find it in me


You want the hot shit you must cop the Kid Capri
To get the best rap music, you need to listen to Kid Capri's beats


Ladies dance to it, niggaz pound that in your Jeep
Both men and women love to dance to my music, and it sounds great in a car


Esco' and Kid Capri, with the motherfuckin Soundtrack to the Street, thugs pop to it, sell rocks to it, Puffin L's poppin glocks to it
Nas and Kid Capri created the ultimate soundtrack for the streets, where people sell drugs and carry weapons


Me and the streets share the same vein, same pain
I can relate to the struggles of the streets because I have experienced the same pain


The whole game changed, niggaz with no brain could make dough off of cocaine, Colombian neckties
The drug game has changed, and even those without intelligence can make money off of cocaine and violence


Democrats to Bill Clinton gotta respect Nas
Even politicians like Bill Clinton need to show respect for me


Customized flow, words stitched into the seams, Tailor made lyrics words fit ya, spit scripture worship
My flow and lyrics are unique and tailored to fit the listener's needs, like a custom-made suit


Far from Ali, niggaz can't spar with the kid
I am not Muhammad Ali, but no one can beat me in a rap battle


Regardless of your bid or who you partners with, Spit, cartridges at so-called hard ni-ggaz, You get, sparked and hit, held as hostages
No matter who your friends or business partners are, I will attack you with my words and you will be held accountable for your actions


You know how the mobsters is from the heart of the Bridge, We just started gettin dough, yo pardon the kid
I'm from Queensbridge, where mobsters reign, but I am just starting to get rich, so please forgive any mistakes


I ain't used to havin shit, my youth as bad as it get, Ghetto bound first lesson was to let off rounds
I grew up poor and had a tough childhood, where I learned to use weapons to protect myself


Shots, echo the town, New York, home of the Harlem mix tape, master as we all know him now
The sound of gunshots is common in New York City, and it's also known for producing great mix tape DJs like the legendary Harlem Mix Tape Master


Soundtrack to the Street a theme for every hood
My music is relatable to anyone living in any neighborhood


Every lockdown facility, get ?oxed? down for grillin me, Write down hostility, iced down with friends of ours
Even in prison, people recognize and respect me, and they write their aggressive feelings down and share them with me


Respect money and power and them honies that swallow, But what's becomin' Apollo, nuttin but bigga bank
I respect those who have money and power, as well as women who perform oral sex, but all of that means nothing compared to having a big bank account


Fuck you niggaz think I ride for?, Same thing niggaz die for, so we draw guns, the same time in this war, leave your mind on the floor
I ride for a cause, just like people are willing to die for their beliefs, so we all draw guns and fight for our cause, leaving our enemies mentally defeated


Niggaz doin' thirty to life to survive in this world, Transportin' keys that's inside of a door, Openin' spots from Little Rock to Baltimore, Smoked out, chillin' on the Kid Capri world tour
People are committing serious crimes to survive, transporting drugs in secret locations all over the country, and I'm just chilling and smoking on tour with Kid Capri


We make it bump one time word up, The Kid Capri make it bump one time come on, And I say party people, it's the Kid Capri, Nas Escobar, Soundtrack to the Streets
We're making the music bump and getting people excited, announcing ourselves as Kid Capri and Nas Escobar, creators of the ultimate Soundtrack to the Streets


Jumpin' off, youknowhatI'msayin?, You a part of history, stay tuned, uh!
We're just getting started and you're part of this historical moment, so stay tuned for more




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Bogodile Motlhabane

MY FAV NAS JOINT WITH THE LEGEND KID CAPRI!!!!!! 99 WAS A DOPE YR!!!!

realdeal139

đŸ”„đŸ”„đŸ”„đŸ”„đŸ”„classic!!

Hardy Njuguna

AV been looking for this track since way back.. last I listened to it was in 99..woop woop..Q.B gangsta..

Quinten Pressley

The muthafuckin goat

TN

The Escobar season, it's really 97/98 this track

Lewwast

'Me and the streets share the same vein'

Damn.

Life Help

Think I heard this on Sirius XM Fly and here I am! Lovin' in!

Les Son

i'm here straight from RockTheBells radio !

David Quinn

same

Iris

Bumping in 2022

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