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orange 9mm - 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-ck,
n-gg-z 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-t’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 -ss n-gg- you fell
first time locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail
bursting blasting at your forty cal sh-ll, split your dry cell
my n-gg-s never snitch why tell
we roll with no regrets, destiny’s, fifty’s and equities
queens’ll be the death of me

chorus:

to the suspect witness don’t come outside
you might get your sh-t pushed back tonight
(suspect witness don’t come outside
you might get your sh-t pushed back tonight)

chorus

[nas]
dear god, i want the riches, money hungry b-tches infested
giving the jealous n-gg-s 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 pet-te
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 m-ssive
a million man march, alert the m-sses
ten glocks, armani in small print, upon my gl-sses
don -ss-ssins, 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-gg-
to shoot a leg to get your name known? i flip the brain tome
n-gg-z 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-t 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 –

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