Nas

Nas - Silent Murder lyrics

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*whisper*
 Silent  silent
 Murder

 [Nas]
 It's sort of like the conclusion  the color purple
 Niggas is losing  confusion  with one time all pursuit moves in
 Grabbing niggas up in this movement to rule shit
 Cop verses the block  shorties is too quick
 Lesson number one. If you're arrested and hung
 Where niggas is from gotta keep a lid on your tongue
 It's like silent murder  I hit blunts hard like Ray Mercer
 the violent words of a prince in a palace of Persia.
 The cognac plurger plus the trees,
 but whose the faul one to make his nose take a freeze,
 and got enough gold to rock ice in all hype.
 Used to be a general but just lost his stripe
 Pipe dreams and white feinds and all-nighters, collect calls from lifers
 Astoria walls with cypress, since I got a problem with the law-writers,
 I kick some more items just to explore horizons,
 the palm lady dreamt of this day so I'ma play,
 the crib close smokin' with the big toast and lay

 Chorus

 They say the arms of Nicki Barnes would be enough to blast,
 a lot of rich niggas fell and started pumping gas
 Was it the mind of CIA that bumped off Malik Shabazz
 Fuck what they teach in class I'ma reach the mass
 Strap up, no back up, it's jungle tactics
 Livin' practice, out of line niggas get smacked backwards
 So wear it if the cap fits, fold it up money and mad clips
 A stack right under my matress
 To smoke a nigga like a Hugh Bros. motion picture
 Niggas gettin' open cruise, won't be olding niggas
 April fools they laugh the jokes on the benches
 Cease outside my nigga spoke on his sentence

 Chorus (X4)
 Silent
 Silent, silent
 Murder

 My right handers never play too close to cameras
 It's nighttime scanners circle that allow gamblers
 Peace-making niggas pep talk
 the peace-makin 'niggas walk off the hot avenues with they brew.
 Time to get this loot countless, 'cuz sun it ain't no youth fountains
 Niggas take cash and shoot, bounce and Pakistanians is took hostage
 Locked up inside a linen closet known for spending pies up
 What's the flavour when your neighbors do jake favours?
 Lock them real niggas down and lettin fake players
 roam around the project this lyrical logic I dilute,
 the weak can object the right composite
 We're plottin' all murderous schemes,
 it seems I'm ghostly called by the essence of queens
 the palm lady dreamt of this day, so I'ma play
 the crib close smokin' with the big toast and lay

 Chorus (X6)

 And Cain killed his brother Abel when God accepted Abel's
 offering and not his.
 Abel's offering showed that Cain was not giving his best to God,
 and Cain's jealous anger drove him to murder -
 drove him to murder
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Archives Inc.

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: It Was Written (1996)

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