Nas - Who Killed It? Lyrics
[nas]Look Here SeePretty Mike Shanked Two-face Al Over Some GalFound The Body Dead In The IslesDeath By StrangulationMicrophone Cord, A Dirty BroadGuess They'll Never Play It Again SamDamn That Was My JamNow She's On The LambShe Made It Out With 200 GrandWhat A ScamWhile These Two Compete On Who's The Star Of The ShowGolden Legs There Makes Off With The DoughI Read The Paper There With Joe The ButcherHe Said One Glance Is All It Took YaShe's A Real LookerThey Say Her Old Mans A BootleggerTransporting In Any WeatherAnd At This Rate We'll Never Get HerFellas, Think It's Time To Call It A NightAll This Talk Of This Mystery Dame's Gettin' Me TightThought I Saw Her In My Eyesight, RightHate To Spoil The PartyWhat Are You Guys Havin', The Same?Waiter Another Round For The GangIt's Strange How I Always Felt Outta PlaceJoe The Butcher's My Ace, But In Comes Freckle FaceSo I Said See You Later'fore I Hurt Him And His Two Ugly Thumb BreakersHe Met Them In Louisiana Wrestling GatorsAn Idiot Can Tell They're Involved With The CaperSo I Pulled The Revolver On My Waist UpBetween The Patrol Car And The Gray TruckBehind The Street Lamp Was A SilouhetteWhite Gloves And A Real Long CigaretteWhat Do Ya Know All This Time She's Got Me In Her ScopeShe Spoke Says The Devil Got You Guys By The ThroatYour Conspiracy Theories Won't Work Without EvidenceThat's The Reason Why Eric B Is Not PresidentWell What Do Ya SayYa See? [3x]Look Here SeeI Know You Got Soul Your Trying To Hide ItHow Did You Kill A Man Out In CypressOne Eyed CharlieHe Only Hangs With The Criminal MindedSays 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'sWe Jumped In My Ride We Drove And She CriedTwisted Off The Cap There And Opened Her Mouth WideSwallowed It, Whole Bottle's Half EmptyDrinks Like A Fish Now She's Past TipsyThe Truth Came Out As We Got To Her Suave House(chopped And Screwed) Her Mouth And Sat Me On The CouchI Said It's Gettin Late C'mon Give It To Me StraightWho's Ya Sponsor Lady? She Says Bill GatesWhat Are Ya Born 77 Or 78?She Says, Nah It Goes Way To An Earlier DateSlave Times, Claims The Slaves Said RhymesBut She Fell In Love With Some Fella Named CliveWho? Clive Campbell From Sedgwick Ave, The BronxNow She Shows Me The CashI Said Who's Clive, Don't Play With Me SkirtShe Said Clive CampbellHe's Kool HercAh Ha! Ah Ha!Listen Up SweetheartNow We Gettin SomewhereAs She's Talkin, She Starts Vanishing In Thin AirBut Before She Drops The Money Bag On The Floor And DiedShe Said If You Really Love Me I'll Come Back Alive
