Kasinova The Don, Mr. Bo’z Tha Spokesman - Keep Ya Ears To The Streets lyrics

Yeah kasinova (Tha Don, Tha Don)
And Mr Bo'z alter The-Ego (Records, Records)
Hey Courtney, what up homeboy?
I hear the streets is talking
Even me or about you uh, let 'em know

I watched the game fold
And then my eyes went black
Stay strapped for them bitches who
Dare to take it back so now i'm cautious
Holding on for bigger portions
Verbally speaking
Across the mind i'll be reaching
The reason i'm breathing
To leave them blinded while i'm creeping
It's even decieving to know
The reapers steady sleeping it's crazy
You think you hard cause you well known
Fucking with Kas' and get your chest blown
Teflon, when I bomb will I remain calm?
Strong arm your whole army
With my bloody palms
Hit glass and break fast like it's Ramadan
Ski masks and red flasks with my niggas on
And it's the daily venom with Mr
Bo'z and Kasinova on this extramental
We packing steel because the shit we into
So make way for the made niggas
'cause they ain't really got the heart to
Speak that's why they made liquour

You can find me up in the streets
Because you know i'm out there
(know i'm out there)
And when I see the OGs' (when I see the OGs')
They tell me do what they do
(do what they do)
Better keep your ear to the streets you
Never know what you might hear
(never know what you might hear)
Might talk about me (might talk about me)
Might talk about you (might talk about you)

The first agenda is to stop the pretenders
Niggas acting like they name is Bender
In Futurama imma bring the drama
To your mama home
I creep up on them with two Chromes
And watch me blast 'til that ass gone
He tried to run but he couldn't run faster
How the fuck you dodge
Hollow steady coming at cha steady dreamin'
You ready feinin' for that nicotine in
Packing heavy cause niggas swear they
Gonna catch me leanin'
Maybe my allergies got the best of
Me because my visions blurry
I keep on eyeing up and don't worry
And if you wanna play a
Game then play it through
Cause certain shit in this world
Wasn't made for you
So homie take it as a lesson learned
You wanna rest in the fire
Until you get burned
The evil smile as a juvenile
He wanna live his dying days
As a problem child somebody tell him now:

You can find me up in the streets
Because you know i'm out there
(know i'm out there)
And when I see the OGs' (when I see the OGs')
They tell me do what they do
(do what they do)
Better keep your ear to the streets you
Never know what you might hear
(never know what you might hear)
Might talk about me (might talk about me)
Might talk about you (might talk about you)

It's a mystery if I die through the misery
Fuck the world 'cause it never
Did shit for me i gotta get another grind on
Authorities always running up in my home
They got me strapped in cuffs
Planting narcotics on my property
I finessed the game, it ain't no stopping me
I ran deeper than the pit's of Hell
Everybody is a Gangsta but they quick to tell
Shut yo mouth tramp
And real niggas know the feeling
Been aware of the gold mines
Thats swallowed by drug dealing
'Forget about love cause knowing love
Can get you killed'
One of the realest phrases that
I heard on the battlefield i pack the steel
My adversaries getting drilled
When shit was real and
Motherfuckers lost they drill
But now we kill, so many bodies in coffins
I never thought I'd see so
Many homies get tossed in

You can find me up in the streets
Because you know i'm out there
(know i'm out there)
And when I see the OGs' (when I see the OGs')
They tell me do what they do
(do what they do)
Better keep your ear to the streets you
Never know what you might hear
(never know what you might hear)
Might talk about me (might talk about me)
Might talk about you (might talk about you)