[Produced by L.E.S]
[45 seconds of talking/skit]
[Verse 1]
It was a murder
Jake just hit the corner people swarming
Three in the morning I jumped out my cab like "f**
n***as is buck," mega bloodshed, the tape's red
I heard some bird whisper, "Yo he should have ducked"
I puffed the lila, just before I hit the scene for rilla, I'm all high
It's late I'm looking down at the fella
sh**'s pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion
His mom's 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 your life clock
The beast'll time ya, cell to cell, suspect a** n***a you fail
First time locked in Comstock, my mind blocks the frail
Bursting, blasting at your forty cal shell, split your dry cell
My n***as never snitch why tell
We roll with no regrets, destinies, fiftys and equities
Queens'll be the d**h of me
[Hook]
To the suspect witness: don't come outside
You might get your sh** pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness don't come outside
You might get your sh** pushed back tonight)
Suspect witness don't come outside
You might get your sh** pushed back tonight
(Suspect witness don't come outside
You might get your sh** pushed back tonight)
[Verse 2]
Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry b**hes infested
Giving the jealous n***as sickness to witness
My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the essence
Try to test this, scientist, able and reckless
Slaughter, Nautica Down, frames look petite
Ten millis, 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 dancing, sipping the bubbly
Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes Chinese
Roll the 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 psychiatric, it's ma**ive
A Million Man March, alert the ma**es
Tan Clarks, Armani in small print, upon my gla**es
Don a**a**ins, armageddon
The wedding of a freak and a beast
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 n***a to shoot a leg to get your name known?
I flip the brain tone
n***as get hit and wrapped in plastic
The mic I strike in vain, givin' the pain of what a MAC is
What you with? Luchi or drama
No sleep means insomnia
No need to check the clock, the streets are timin you
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
It justifies, Nas Escobar's leavin sh** mesmerized
Mega live, like the third world
Decipher my deceiver make him a believer
Spitting 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
[Talkin to fade]