Nas – Who Killed It? Lyrics

Produced By: Salaam Remi & Will.I.Am
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[Nas]
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation
Microphone cord, a dirty broad

Guess they'll never play it again Sam
Damn that was my jam
Now she's on the lam
She made it out with 200 grand
What a scam

While these two compete on who's the star of the show
Golden legs there makes off with the dough

I read the paper there with Joe the Butcher
"He said one glance is all it took ya
She's a real looker

They say her old mans a bootlegger
Transporting in any weather
And at this rate we'll never get her."
Fellas, think it's time to call it a night
All this talk of this mystery dame's gettin' me tight
Thought I saw her in my eyesight, right

Hate to spoil the party
"What are you guys havin', the same?
Waiter another round for the gang."

It's strange how I always felt outta place
Joe The Butcher's my ace, but in comes Freckle Face
So I said "See you later."
'Fore I hurt him and his two ugly thumb breakers
He met them in Louisiana wrestling gators
An idiot can tell they're involved with the caper

So I pulled the revolver on my waist up
Between the patrol car and the gray truck
Behind the street lamp was a silouhette
White gloves and a real long cigarette
What do you know all this time she's got me in her scope

She spoke, says, "The devil got you guys by the throat
Your conspiracy theories won't work without evidence

That's the reason why Eric B. is not president."

Well what do ya say

Ya see?
Ya see?
Ya see?

Look here see
I know you got soul you're trying to hide it
How did you kill a man out in Cypress
One Eyed Charlie
He only hangs with the criminal minded
Says you guys did it doggy style is he lyin'
She says, "Walk this way, I'll tell you a children's story."
We hit the bodega got her a few 40's
We jumped in my ride we drove and she cried
Twisted off the cap there and opened her mouth wide
Swallowed it, whole bottle's half empty

Drinks like a fish now she's past tipsy
The truth came out as we got to her suave house
Chopped and screwed her mouth and sat me on the couch
I said, "It's gettin late, come on, give it to me straight
Who's ya sponsor lady?" She says, "Bill Gates."
What are ya born 77 or 78?
She says, "Nah it goes way to an earlier date
Slave times," claims the slaves said rhymes

But she fell in love with some fella named Clive
Who? "Clive Campbell from Sedgwick Ave, the Bronx."

Now she shows me the cash
I said who's Clive, don't play with me skirt
She said Clive Campbell
He's Kool Herc


Ah-ha!
Ah-ha!


Listen up sweetheart
Now we gettin somewhere
As she's talking, she starts vanishing in thin air
But before she dropped the money bag on the floor and died
She said if you really love me I'll come back alive

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