Who Killed It? Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Look here 'Sheed 

Pretty Mike shanked Two Face Al, over some gal 

Found the body dead in the isles 

Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty broad 

Tell Shaniro play it again Sham, damn, that was my jam 

Now she's on the lam, she made it out wit' two hundred grand 

What a scam! While these two compete on who's the star of the show 

Golden Legs there makes off wit' the dough 

I read the paper there wit' Joe the Butcher 

He says "one glance is all it took ya" she's a real looker 

They say her old man's a bootlegger, transport in any weather 

And at this rate we'll never get her 

Fellas, think it's time I call it a night 

All this talk of mystery dames 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 out of place 

Joe the Butcher's my ace, but in comes Freckleface 

So I said "see ya later" 

Before I hurt him and his two ugly thumb breakers 

He met them in Louisiana wrestlin' gators 

An idiot can tell they're involved in the caper 

So I pulled the revolver out my waist up 

Between a patrol car and a gray truck 

Behind the streetlamp was a silhouette 

White gloves and a real long cigarette 

Whaddaya know? All this time she's got me in the scope 

She spoke, says "the devil got you guys by the choke 

"Your conspiracy theories won't work wit'out evidence 

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

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Well whaddaya say? 

Ya see... ya see... ya see... 

Look here 'Sheed, I Know You Got Soul, you tryna hide it 

How'd you kill a man out in Cypress? 

One-Eyed Charlie, he only hangs out wit' the Criminal Minded 

Says you guys did it Doggystyle, is he lyin'? 

She says "Walk This Way I'll tell you a Children's Story" 

We hit the bodega, got her a few forties 

We jumped in my ride, we drove and she cried 

Twisted off the cap there and opened her mouth wide 

Swalllowed 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-N-Screwed her mouth and sat me on the couch 

I said "it's gettin' late c'mon, give it to me straight 

Who's your sponsor, lady?" She says "Bill Gates" 

"What are you born, '77 or '78?" 

She said "nah goes way to an earlier date" 

Slave times, played for slave said rhymes 

But she fell in love wit' some fella named Clive 

Who? Clive Campbell from Cedrick 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" 

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Ah-ha! Ah-ha! 

Listen up sweetheart, now we're gettin' somewhere 

As she's talkin', she starts vanishin' 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"