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Suspect

Suspect

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"Yo, what up, dunn?"

"Yo, son, what up?"

"Yo, I just got my hands on this new biscuit, you know what I'm sayin'?

"Word?" "I gotta go see somethin' real qui-

Yo, walk with me here real fast, yo"

"Word? Right"

"Yo, yo, son, man

See them niggas right there, man?"

"Yeah" "I'm sayin', man, it's about time, man

These niggas are shoutin' at everythin', you know what I'm sayin'?

Them niggas is gettin' my money, yo!

Them niggas is gettin' my money, yo!

Yo, fuck that, man, I'ma get that nigga, yo"

It was a murder

Jake just hit the corner, people swarmin'

Three in the mornin', I jumped out my cab like, "Fuck!"

Niggas is buck, mega bloodshed, the tape's red

I heard some bird whisper, "Yo, he should've ducked"

I puffed the lila, just before I hit the scene for realer

I'm all high, it's late, I'm lookin' down at the fella

Shit's pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion

His moms had a stare, I wouldn't dare second look when I murk

It hurt, kind of took it as a brief reminder

That the street's designed to stop ya life clock, the beast'll time ya

Cell to cell, suspect-ass nigga, you fail

First time locked in Comstock, my mind blocks the frail

Burstin', blastin' at you, forty cal' shells split your dry cell

My niggas never snitch, why tell?

We roll with no regrets, destinies, 50s and equities

Queens'll be the death of me (death of me)

To the suspect witness, "Don't come outside"

You might get your shit pushed back tonight

(Suspect witness, don't come outside

You might get your shit pushed back tonight)

Suspect witness, don't come outside (what?)

You might get your shit pushed back tonight (get it)

(Suspect witness, don't come outside

You might get your shit pushed back tonight)

Dear God, I want the riches

Money hungry, bitches infested

Givin' the jealous niggas sickness to witness

My crew dresses in vests-es, feel the essence

Try to test this, scientist, able and reckless

Slaughter, Nautica down, frames look petite

Ten millies, minks designed just for my physique

I keep a low pro' as if I owe, bless the flow lovely

My pants hang while I'm dancin', sippin' the bubbly

Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes Chinese

Rollin' two Phillies together make blunts Siamese

I meant it, I represent it, descendant made of

Early natives that were captured and taught to think backwards

Trapped us in a cracker's psychiatric, it's massive

A Million Man March, alert the masses

Tan Clarks, Armani in small print upon my glasses

Don assassins, Armageddon

The weddin' of a freak and a beat

Seven heads, got the righteous threatened

Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the settin'

Comprehend the grammar, math we own

Are you the type of nigga to shoot a leg to get your name known?

I flip the brain tone, niggas get hit and wrapped in plastic

The mic I strike in vain, givin' the pain of what a MAC is

What you with? Lucci or drama?

No sleep means insomnia

No need to check the clock, the streets'll time ya

Suspect witness, don't come outside

You might get your shit pushed back tonight

(Suspect niggas, don't come outside

You might get your shit pushed back tonight)

Yeah, yeah

It justifies, Nas Escobar's leavin' shit mesmerized

Mega live like the third world

Decipher my deceiver, make him a believer

Spittin' Gem Stars words in my mic type receiver

Bond is my life, so I live by my word

Never fraudulent, Queensbridge don't make no herbs

Spread my name to deacons, politicians while they speakin'

Rebel to America civilization, caught you sleepin', blaow!

Queensbridge, boy! Once again, boy!

Recognize, boy, recognize, stupid motherfuckers!

Yeah, yeah, street educated, created

Fly gangsta, Firm style

AZ, what up, what up?

Jungle, Benny Blanco from the 'Bridge

'Mega, Big Hi, clap 'em down

L.E.S. on a murder quest

Yeah, yeah, y'all

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