Usual Suspect

Yea, Yea, Yea, I didn forget about the Queensbridge motha****as

Roll the Mobb Deep in this motha****a, yea, yea

Mario drop the beat...yea, uh Rappin' Noyd

'Bout ta destroy any man, woman, man, boy

I don't give a ****, word is bond...

(check it) Rough Neck, you soldeir suspect

You hear me boy, Recognize, Rappin' Noyd

Now Destroy, nothing changed, blew you out the frame

Was a small thing, I kept you shook

Cause you know my gat bang

A usual suspect, a soldeir suspect

You hear me void, Recognize, Rappin' Noyd

Now Destroy, nothing changed, I blew you out the frame

Was a small thing, I kept you shook

Cuz you know my gat big

Mr. Untouchble, the unlovable, crimi-nul

Reppin' Queensborough, the rappers back on another level

Matter fact black, check the gat stats

I keep access ta the max

For those who don't know, how ta act

Get laid on they back, and its a fact

You bustin' me - Im bustin' back

So kid dance ta the track or analyze the rap

Before you get trashed-smacked-clapped and thats that

Im strictly hardcore, even more than before

When I was shooting up doors in Baltimore, try'na score

Nappy born hustla, the Hennessey guzala

I been a-black-a-motha****a

Don't make me buck ya, the .9 pound I struck ya

'9-6 you ask about this convict

****** can't harm this, regardless

****** claiming heartless, Easy for me ta tear

'Par *****, you don't want ta start this, Im lethal

Don't make me jump (?) B.Q. we ain comin' see you

You best have your motha****in' people

Cuz when Im rollin' in the viga, strapped wit' my *****

When I see you, Im leavin' lead in ya liva

To the Rough Neck, a soldeir suspect

You hear me void, Recognize, Rappin' Noyd

Now Destroy, nothing changed, I blew you out the frame

Was a small thing, I kept you shook

Cuz you know my gat big

A usual suspect, a soldeir suspect

You hear me void, Recognize, Rappin' Noyd

Now Destroy, nothing changed, I blew you out the frame

Was a small thing, I kept you shook

Cuz you know my gat big

Now one love ta the thugs on top

Pushin' rocks on the strip going out, bustin' slugs

Pumpin' rocks, do ya thing GOD

Whoevers not involved get rid of 'em, finish 'em

Im playing too close, snacks cut throat

G-nota wrotes, use intellifent folks ta build blunts

Control the .9, steady, ready - blow

Let 'em know, dont be mad at me

Cuz you aint as mad as me, you gradually grow hard

And tear **** apart, **** I spark from the start, and regulate

Takin' your body weight, I leave you critical

The .9's pitiful - blowing brains out

Even aid they won't el' ver lift the stain out

I blowing backs out, ****** ass out

So watch, what you doing

In them eyes you be screwing me wit'

**** around, lay around, make me empty my click

Say the non-sense, I got my click on the Do or Die, trip

Once I cock it, then I got this, now watch me lock it...

...No Doubt Kid, now we out

To the Rough Neck, you soldeir suspect

You hear me void, Recognize, Rappin' Noyd

Now Destroy, nothing changed, blew you out the frame

Was a small thing, I kept you shook

Cuz you know my gat big

A usual suspect, a soldeir suspect

You hear me void, Recognize, Rappin' Noyd

Now Destroy, nothing changed, I blew you out the frame

Was a small thing, I kept you shook

Cuz you know my gat big

Don't, take, it, personal

If it aint about you, it dont apply - let it fly

But you guy, I gatta tear you up, from your asshole to your gut

And if your click wanna flip, they gettin' bucked

Cuz my stealing, scab handeling is outstanding

I be the thug busting slugs, while you tec gemming

One in the head, I cant stand it, but I gatta handle it though

Leave you wet though, sweep the .44

Make you take those and swallow those

My click a bunch of wild desperados

Stuck of the hydro, Hennessey rock hard

We got this **** lock all

My click strike back hard, an thats my word

**** around and have that ass in the sky

Wit' the birds, thats my word

You carry a gat, you think you that ***** please

You dont wanna feel none of these, hollow tips

That mack about ta spit, aw ****

Noyd about ta get up on that buc-wild ****, the Infamous Mobb

The most Infamous - Scarface - leave ya ass faceless

Grip 'em, R.I.P. - but you still right here, wit' me

G.O.D. part 3, Gotti on the mission

H.A. - V.O.C., the clear vision

C.Y. N.I.T.T. - Y. I dont know, But ta do time

An tell Killer Bee - Gambino

Yo if we dont sell a million, we gonna stick chemical banks

Straight up and down - this is how P. think

Kicko - long time no see, no doubt wit' outta doubt