It was a Jake just hit the corner people Three in the morning I jumped out my cab "Fuck, Niggas is buck," mega bloodshed, the red I heard some whisper, "Yo he should have ducked" I puffed the lilla, just I hit the scene for rilla I'm all high it's late I'm down at the fella Shit's pushed in, placed him on some cushion His mom's had a stare I dare second look when I murk It hurt, kind of took it as a brief That the street's designed to stop your life, The beast in time yeah, cell to suspect ass nigga you fell time locked in crime stop my mind blocks the frail Bursting blasting at your forty cal shell, split your dry My niggas snitch why tell We roll with no regrets, destiny's, and equities Queens'll be the of me
To the suspect witness don't outside You might get your shit pushed back (Suspect witness don't come You might get your shit pushed tonight)
To the suspect witness don't outside You might get your shit pushed tonight (Suspect witness come outside You might get shit pushed back tonight)
Dear God, I want the riches, hungry bitches infested the jealous niggas sickness, the witness My crew dresses, in vest-es, feel the Try to test this, scientist, and reckless Slaughter, Nautica'd down, frames petite Ten millis, mix designed for my physique I keep a low pro as if I owe, bless the flow My pants hang low while I'm dancing, the bubbly Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes Rollin two together make blunts Siamese I meant it, I represent it, made of natives that were captured and taught to think backwards Trapped us in a psychiatric, it's massive A Million Man March, alert the Ten glocks, Armani in small print, my glasses Don assassins, Armageddon, the freaking the beast, seven heads, got the righteous threatened Life Was Written, the curves behind the settin' Comprehend the grammar, Manfrione, are you the type of To shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain Niggas get hit and wrap the The mic I strike in vain giving the of what a Mack is What you with? Luchi or drama, no sleep means No need to the clock, the streets are timing you
To the suspect witness don't outside You might get shit pushed back tonight (Suspect witness don't come You might get your shit pushed tonight)
It justifies, Nas Escobar's leaving shit Mega live, like the third Decipher my deceiver make him a Spitting Jim stars, words in my mic receiver Bond is my life so I by my word fraudulent Queens bridge don't make no herbs Spread my to deacons, politicians while they speaking to America civilization caught you sleeping