It was a just hit the corner people swarming Three in the morning I out my cab like "Fuck, is buck," mega bloodshed, the tapes red I heard some bird whisper, "Yo he have ducked" I puffed the lilla, before I hit the scene for rilla I'm all high it's late I'm looking down at the pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion His mom's had a stare I wouldn't dare second look when I It hurt, kind of took it as a reminder That the street's designed to your life, plot The beast in time yeah, to cell suspect ass nigga you fell First time locked in crime my mind blocks the frail blasting at your forty cal shell, split your dry cell My niggas never why tell We roll with no regrets, destiny's, and equities be the death of me
To the suspect witness don't come You get your shit pushed back tonight (Suspect witness don't come You might get shit pushed back tonight)
To the suspect don't come outside You might get your pushed back tonight (Suspect witness don't come You get your shit pushed back tonight)
Dear God, I the riches, money hungry bitches infested Giving the jealous niggas sickness, the My crew dresses, in vest-es, the essence Try to this, scientist, able and reckless Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames petite Ten millis, mix designed for my physique I a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow lovely My hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly Hey, me no worry, keep my eyes Chinese Rollin two Phillies make blunts Siamese I meant it, I it, descendant made of Early natives that were captured and to think backwards Trapped us in a psychiatric, it's massive A Million Man March, the masses Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my Don assassins, Armageddon, the Never freaking the beast, seven heads, got the threatened Life Was Written, the plot curves the settin' Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the of nigga To shoot a leg to get name known? I flip the brain tome Niggas get hit and the plastic The mic I strike in vain giving the of what a Mack is What you with? Luchi or drama, no means insomnia No to check the clock, the streets are timing you
To the suspect don't come outside You might get your shit pushed back (Suspect witness come outside You might get your shit pushed tonight)
It justifies, Nas Escobar's leaving mesmerized Mega live, the third world Decipher my make him a believer Spitting Jim stars, in my mic type receiver Bond is my life so I live by my Never fraudulent Queens bridge don't no herbs Spread my name to deacons, while they speaking to America civilization caught you sleeping