Suspect

It was a murder Jake just hit the corner people swarming
Three in the morning I jumped out my cab like [bad word] 
niggaz 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 [bad word] #39;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 [bad word] [bad word] 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 niggas never snitch why tell We roll with no regrets, destiny's, fifty's and equities Queens'll be the death of me [bad word] ]
To the suspect witness [bad word] outside You might get your [bad word] pushed back tonight (Suspect witness [bad word] outside You might get your [bad word] pushed back tonight) [bad word] 
[Nas]
Dear God, I want the riches, money hungry [bad word] infested Giving the jealous niggas 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 massive Million Man March, alert the masses Ten glocks, Armani in small print, upon my glasses Don assassins, armageddon, the wettin' Never freakin the beast, seven heads, got the righteous threatened Life Was Written, the plot curves behind the [bad word] the grammar, Manfrione -- are you the type of [bad word] to shoot a leg to get your name known? I flip the brain tome Niggaz 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 [bad word]  [Nas] It justifies, Nas Escobar's leavin [bad word] 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