Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Street Smart , by - OJ Da Juice. Song from the album The Come Up, Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.09.2008
Record label: Agency Cafe
Song language: English
Street Smart |
| I been strugglin and strugglin for oh so long |
| So I can be successful in life and stay strong |
| I was raised to respect my elders |
| And if I didn’t, I would wind up as a failure |
| So we’re sippin some brew |
| On the corner with my so-called crew |
| My pop told me the streets wasn’t games and fun |
| He says be wise and listen up, son |
| I would never tell you nothin that wasn’t true |
| Only right from wrong and things you shouldn’t do |
| In the ghetto you gotta watch over the shoulder |
| And just remember that I was the one that told ya |
| Me and your mother will be in through thick and thin |
| Cause when it comes to it, we’re like your best friends |
| I took his advice, and it did me some good |
| Now I’m not a product of the hood |
| When I walk the ave now I keep my head high |
| As soon when I’m older I’ll have a piece of the pie |
| See, where I’m from you had to have heart |
| I guess that’s why I’m street smart |
| Nine months of labour, I make my arrival |
| I’m just a Youngsta playin the game of survival |
| My mom told me patience is a virtue |
| Sticks, stones break bones but -- never hurt you |
| Negativity I don’t indulge in |
| But that don’t mean that my pockets ain’t buldgin |
| Especially in this day and time |
| I rather get props, hops, from just sayin rhymes |
| Cause the streets mislead ya |
| If you was starvin tell me who would ever feed ya |
| Chillin with your boys smokin jays |
| Sittin back, talkin about the old days |
| Fiends sellin radio clocks |
| Lookin on the ground for rocks |
| Youngsta’s in school and cats |
| Flippin packs like flapjacks |
| Rollin, rollin dice like a casino |
| Look at that-- Nino Brown or Al Pacino |
| You can’t beat this with a head start |
| You know why? |
| Because I’m street smart |
| Growin up in the ghetto is worse than skid row |
| So I decided to let the kids know |
| How it really is even though I’m in showbiz |
| One thing that I know is |
| The streets will leave you with a dumb look |
| An old lady cryin cause a bum took her pocket book |
| Five-o stay right at the corner |
| Stand there too long and you’re a goner |
| Thinkin back when my pockets was empty |
| I couldn’t let negativity tempt me |
| I was down to get mines |
| I was lost and now it’s time to catch up like Heinz |
| I used to stay out late, be a street dweller |
| Not a drug seller but a smooth young fella |
| I just about seen it all |
| Streets is no joke, that’s right, how many y’all |
| Brothers been fightin for no reason |
| So all the girls, I ain’t the one to be skeezin |
| That’s right, baby, you can’t play me, sweetheart |
| Because I’m street smart |