Silent Murder Lyrics by NAS

Silent Murder Lyrics

    [Chorus: (X4)]
    [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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