JAY-Z, Dr. Dre, Rakim, Truth Hurts - The Watcher 2 lyrics

[JAY-Z, Dr. Dre, Rakim, Truth Hurts - The Watcher 2 lyrics]

The Watcher! Jeah, ugh
Shit I do for a livin', nigga
Shit I eat for a livin', nigga (The Watcher)
That's how I live for a livin', nigga
I'm watching 'Kay, let's do this
The Watcher!

Things just ain't the same for gangstas
But I'm a lil' too famous
To shoot these pranksters
All of these rap singers
Claiming they bangers
Doing all sorts of twisted
Shit with they fingers
Disrespectin' the game
No home training or manners
I was doing this shit when
You was shitting in Pampers
I was moving them grams 'fore you
Knew what a hand-to hand was
Ducking the vans, radars and scanners
Before you knew what hard white or tan was
I was hitting the turnpike
Aight with the bammers
I was nice with my hands cause
I'm hype with them hammers
I was pricking my finger 'fore you
Knew what a fam' was
I had it laid out 'fore you
Knew what a plan was
Three hundred mil' later now
You understand us
Y'all ain't see us coming through Vegas
You ever seen so much cham'
Bust in one night?
Grand, fucked up one fight
I was on the Peter Pan bus
You was putting Peter Pan up in your room
Y'all fuckin' with whom? Allow me to retort
You cowards is just now learnin'
The shit that we taught
You niggas ain't know about a Robb Report
'Bout a high-speed Porsche
Ie, you niggas ain't know how to floss
'Til I came through the door
Like "Eric B for Prez"
Respect me in this bitch!
You can't disrespect us ‘cause you
Got a little check cut
You was sucking 'em so long
Fucking your lil' neck up
Now you too big for your britches
You got a few little bitches
You think you Hugh Hef'
But you just ridiculous
I blew breath for you midgets
I gave life to the game
It's only right I got the right to be king
Niggas that got life really like what I sing
‘Cause they know it's really like
Niggas feel my pain
Know the shit I don't write
Be the illest shit that's ever
Been recited in the game
Word to the hyphen in my name!
J-A-Y, Dash, Hoffa
The past, present, nigga, the future, proper
The Holy Trinity in hip-hop is us
We give Dre his props
But that's where it stops it's the Roc!

I know you got your eyes on me
I feel you watching me
But it ain't hard to see
That you can't see me you try
But what you think you saw
Ain't what you thought you saw
You better off not looking at all

Everywhere that I go
Ain't the same as before
People I used to know
Just don't know me no more
But everywhere that I go i got people I know
Who got people they know
So I suggest you lay low

I'm still on top of the game
Still droppin' flames, still cock and aim
Still at the top, had to rock for the fame
Over setbacks
There's been a lot since I came
You seen it all, how I got, how I gained
The momentum when it dropped
How I got through the pain
When I roll and shock
They watched me reclaim the streets
They made a special spot for my name
Dre, haters want a stop to my reign
But the music lives in me
Every drop in my veins
The pride and the pain
All the way back from the rise of my name
See the world clear through the
Eyes of the man see the world cheer for the
Rhymes that I gave
When the beat bangs, it'll drive 'em insane
The odds that I played
The best to emerge in the
Game: it's The Watcher

I know you got your eyes on me
I feel you watching me
But it ain't hard to see
That you can't see me you try
But what you think you saw
Ain't what you thought you saw
You better off not looking at all

Everywhere that I go
Ain't the same as before
People I used to know
Just don't know me no more
But everywhere that I go i got people I know
Who got people they know
So I suggest you lay low

I'm rated R, my brain contains graphic things
It turn traumatic teens into
Addicts and fiends
It's like watching a movie
Through a panoramic screen
Which means I can see the
Whole planet in the scene
Cash is the topic the object? A fatter pocket
Some take the crack and chop it
But those that haven't got it
Take away to add a profit, it's catastrophic
I take the gat and cock it
And I'll sit back and watch it
These New York streets is ugly
I keep it gully the world is mine and can't
Nobody keep it from me
Yo, my neighborhood is never sunny
In the place where the number one
Cause of death is money you can try coping
I seen enough shit to leave
Your frame of mind broken
I'm still alive and scoping
Be another hundred years 'til
My skies close in
And I'ma die with my eyes open The Watcher

I know you got your eyes on me
I feel you watching me
But it ain't hard to see
That you can't see me you try
But what you think you saw
Ain't what you thought you saw
You better off not looking at all

Everywhere that I go
Ain't the same as before
People I used to know
Just don't know me no more
But everywhere that I go i got people I know
Who got people they know
So I suggest you lay low

The Watcher the Watcher
I'm watching, The Watcher
Bah, bah, The Watcher the Watcher

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