Nas - Suspect lyrics

[45 seconds of talking/skit] [Nas] It was a murder Jake just hit the corner people swarming Three in the morning I jumped out my cab like "f**, n***az is buck," mega bloodshed, the tapes red I heard some bird whisper, "Yo he should have ducked" I puffed the lilla, 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, plot The beast in time yeah, cell to cell suspect a** n***a you fell First time locked in crime stop 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, destiny's, fifty's and equities Queens'll be the d**h of me [Chorus:] 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) [Chorus] [Nas] Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry b**hes infested Giving the jealous n***as sickness, the witness My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the essence Try to test this, scientist, able and reckless Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames look petite Ten millis, mix designed just for my physique I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow lovely My pants hang low while I'm dancing, sipping 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 psychiatric, it's ma**ive A Million Man March, alert the ma**es Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my gla**es Don a**a**ins, armageddon, the wettin' Never freakin the beast, seven heads, got the righteous threatened Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the settin' Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione -- are you the type of n***a to shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome n***az get hit and wrap the plastic The mic I strike in vain givin the pain of what a Mack is What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means insomnia No need to check the clock, the streets are timin you [Chorus] [Nas] It justifies, Nas Escobar's leavin sh** mesmerized Mega live, like the third world Decipher my deceiver make him a believer Spitting jim stars, words in my mic ttype 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]