[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