Nas - Who Killed It - Текст песни

[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 lamb 
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 ya 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? [3x] 

Look here see 
I know you got soul your 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 c'mon 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 talkin, she starts vanishing in thin air 
But before she drops the money bag on the floor and died 
She said if you really love me I'll come back alive