For My Upstairs Neighbor (Mums the Word)

[Verse 1] I'd like some water, please This room is way too hot to be here sitting and explaining There's no joy in repetition Plus, you all know what I know, and that's a heaping pile of doughnut holes I didn't even know them; I am not your perfect witness Your team of fat blue buddies waddling around and trying to crack the case are better off locating someone else I spent a day on my New York shit, didn't even meet them once And no, I'm not upset—I'm just another guy minding his business But if I had to guess, I'd say whatever happened probably had to happen anyway if "crime"'s the definition Do your job and write it up, but find another motherfucker to harass I'm getting tired of this redundancy rendition Come on, you know the drill: These walls are thick I got my own shit that I'm dealing with, I haven't seen or heard a thing; I never met 'em That's the city— Good luck working it, Columbo! I'ma bounce, you got my info, but you'll never get my pity, and I'm out [Chorus] If you kill him, I won't tell If you kill him, I won't tell If you kill him, I won't tell If you kill him, I won't tell [Verse 2] Earlier that day, after my regular alarm of tongue-as-blade That resonated clear through thin-constructed walls It's after my first smoke, but before I cop a paper from bodega Bumped into you in the stairwell in our (Shit-constructed hall) On my New York shit: It's the customary bop Don't talk to anyone, look forward, mind yourself, continue, walk The halls are thin, and so is skin when bearing witness to the sound you're generating every day Guess it reminded me of something It must have taken every muscle in your body To produce that little twitch you probably thought was passing muster for a smile But trust, I recognize the gesture; I have seen it many times I read the tells; I know the sacred art of bluffing Maybe I shouldn't have, but as you passed, I stopped And put my hand on your left arm, and we both paused; I meant no harm And you look startled as I leaned into your ear and said the first and last thing ever to you: "Do the thing you have to, and I swear I'll tell them nothing." [Chorus] If you kill him, I won't tell If you kill him, I won't tell If you kill him, I won't tell If you kill him, I won't tell