[Intro]
Uh
Crazy (Crazy), ah (Ah)
Yo, pussy kill me...
Huh... (Huh...), yeah... (Yeah...) yeah..
Huh, huh, huh, huh..
[Verse 1]
Pussy killed me when I was born (What?)
Pardon me, I'll rephrase it –
Departed mommy's womb, decaying
I look at the bright side
The fact that I got a life side
"Born '73, September – right, Nas?" (True)
Virgo child, the first thing I learn is money makes the world go 'round
On this small planet, it's ten women to one man, I wonder how we manage
To say vows and walk a straight line in marriage
Niggas is some nasty creatures (Word)
Bitches even nastier
They throw it at your boy, and it's hard for me to pass it up
Freaky hoes, lick a nigga's ass and nuts
Stupid bitch bragging 'til her baby dad went nuts (Stupid bitch)
Now he looking for me, two cars deep
Rolling up on niggas, barrel out the window, asking, "You Nas peeps?"
I can't have that, 2 four-fives – nigga, grab that
Pass it to me, sucker-for-love niggas, I blast at
I swear my dick is gonna get me in trouble
I pissing bubbles
I thought I felt a sharp pain, better stick to rubbers
When laying hooker after hooker, day out and day in
Watch out for diseases, the doctors can't name 'em
Just a thought: we all fuck the same chicks
Some play like they innocent, fucking entertainers
And basketball players, the bitch is a ho
But still some of y'a'll will save her, put your dick in her throat
You just the nigga that done wifed her (Huh?)
She drove you crazy, now your monkey ass wanna shoot the pimp that pipes her
She had your baby (Damn) – now you a life-er
And suicide notes you write her
Pussy kills
[Chorus]
Oh, what a thrill
Inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong to handle it, it's real
Pussy kills
Back shots'll keep a nigga open
Bitch'll have a nigga's gun smoking
Huh, pussy kills
Oh, what a thrill
Inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong to handle it, it's real
Pussy kills
Back shots'll keep a nigga open
Bitch'll have a nigga's gun smoking
Huh, pussy kills
[Verse 2]
My nigga James got married, same girl he went to school with
Nice girl, nerd with glasses
He was too stuck – studied for her Masters
Part time nurse; I'd tell you how superb the ass is
But who's looking? I mean...
That's my man, maybe I just took a peek
Maybe I wondered what it would be like – sike
'Cause James and me, like I was with AZ, like
Luke and Han Solo
Fucking with niggas' girls' forbidden, that's a no-no
It's death, and we real niggas, civilized Gods
And there ain't too many niggas like Nas
I'm trustworthy; plus, I know a dude that caught his wife cheating
Killed his baby, killed his wife, and took his own life, even
Happy for James, 'cause real bitches hard to come by, this nigga found one
I told him he's lucky, we clown some
Rolling up dutchies, while watching Roy Jones in round one –
He froze
Put his face to the TV, 'bout an inch close
"Move out the way, nigga, fuck's the matter with you, you blind?"
He pointed to the front row, thought he was losing his mind
She 'posed to be with her sick mother, left for the weekend
Was stressed when she was leaving
Now she's next to some nigga, cheesing
He's having trouble breathing {*gasping for air, coughing*}
He pictured 'em making noises, grinding him, and kissing him
Yelling, "Ain't no telling where her lips have been!"
Left her foul messages, she came home no lesser than
Ten minutes later, then they start wrestling and screaming
She said she missed her flight that evening
She never left, she wasn't at that fight, you speeding
That's Vegas, this is New York – you bugging
I held up my hand for a dap, but he wouldn't touch it
I'm like, "When you started acting like that? This is dumbness"
Gave me a crazy look and started swinging punches
I ducked, couldn't believe it, the nigga so whipped
He got his gat and started squeezing, hit two policemen
Neighbors dialed 9-1-1, they heard the thumping
Wounded cops kicked in the door and started dumping
Me and his wife dip to the floor, she smiled strange
My comrade was breathing no more, they killed James
[Chorus]
Oh what a thrill
Inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong to handle it, it's real
Pussy kills
Back shots'll keep a nigga open
Bitch'll have a nigga's gun smoking
Huh, pussy kills
Oh what a thrill
Inside a bitch feel
Gotta be strong to handle it, it's real
Pussy kills
Back shots'll keep a nigga open
Bitch'll have a nigga's gun smoking
Huh, pussy kills
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