album: I Am... (1999)
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[Nas] 
Uh.. 
Pacino life, G a roll, casino dice 
at the Mirage, Vegas strip, neon lights 
Gamblers, puffin cigars, couples and stars 
Flashin cameras, dealers, shufflin cards 
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and it's odd 
cause I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers who rob 
I never hang out, when we do we bust the four-five 
wit shells comin back at us while we jump in the ride 
Flyin, duckin, our bitches in the club cluckin 
Tellin my wife who I was dancin with like I was fuckin 
Flew back, Monday evening from the Nevada where the sun was beamin 
to the concrete jungle of cement 
Limousine's from LaGuardia airport, sleepin 
Told my dogs peace, kept in movin, I was beat when 
got to my crib, where the hell my keys went? 
Ringin the bell, heard a yell but wasn't sure 
Dropped my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the door 
Slow music, H-Town, no that's down low 
My baby's, droped Mercedes is parked, I creep around yo 
to the back, she must be inside and can't hear 
Probably upstairs, in the mirror, doin her hair 
I walked in through the back door entrance 
Shocked it was unlocked, when I walked in, I smelled incense 
chased by a weed aroma, empty Guinnesses 
and lipstick marks on like three empty Coronas 
A pair of blue jeans on the carpet; size 12 Timberlands 
Somethin swingin on the ceilin fan, I stopped it 
Swingin slower and slower.. 
On the last swing I saw it was a G-string and heard laughin 
Thought about my nine-shot Glock but somethin made me disregard it 
Started my way up to where the noise and music was at 
Froze, I couldn't react 
Bedroom door opened a crack, seen wifey layin with some nigga 
mumblin shit, he had one hand on her ass 
and she was rubbin his dick, toastin wine glasses 
Cherry scented candles was lit, couldn't handle the shit 
Searchin for words I found none, without a sound 
I left the house with a sick smile and took my gun 
Now I'm out buggin, whylin, what I'm gon do? 
Call my man Horace, meet me outside, I'm comin through 

{Nas singing} 
I thought you loved me 
I thought you cared for me 
I thought you needed me 
Did you believe in me? * repeat 2X * 

[Nas] 
Got up with Horace, showed a look on my face was mad lost 
I ain't know whether to cry or just, try to laugh it off 
"Son you home early -- they wiped you out that quick?" 
I said, "Nah," showed him the plastic with nine in the clip 
Hopped in the whip, popped in the disc, pressed play 
To the Grand Central, from the Van Wyck Expressway 
I said, "Bet you'll never guess in a million years 
what I just saw happenin -- and probably still is 
Snuck in my crib - some nigga fuckin my wiz 
I saw dem, they ain't see me, I ducked and I slid 
I'ma grab shorty, I need you to grab the nigga for me" 
Just when I thought I found love, she shitted on me 
Shopped in Vegas, a present, for our engagement 
20 G's on a ring I woulda hit her today with 
My surprise couldn't match the one she had for me 
We pulled up, he was walkin out the house backwardly 
Parked in the back of my house, they couldn't see us 
Ran to the side of my house, cocked the heater 
Walked to the front when I talked she had jumped 
Bitch tried to slam the door shut, got caught in Horace foot 
Shot the Spanish kid in the rib, drug him in 
Grabbed her face, say goodbye to your undercover friend 
One between the eye, she's died, by mistake 
Must've held the gat too tight, pointed at her face 
Heard somebody knock -- Horace helped me hide the bodies 
Heard si-rens, I guess we goin out we out like kamikazes 
We surrounded, red lights flashin, who's inside? 
Came out a bullhorn, I'm contemplatin suicide 
Horace asked me for the Mac, he gave me dap, one love 
Cocked the strap, then he ran out the back 
Mad shots couldn't tell what was goin on 
Sat on the floor near my dead girl, put her in my arms 
Pulled her ring out my pocket I was savin 
Put it on her ring finger cocked the glock, and started prayin 
to Muhammad and Allah, the most beneficial 
through you, all things are possible, I know you're listenin 
I never meant for this to happen, I never dreamed 
this'd be my fate, such a grotesque, murder scene 
On that note, same time, the cops busted in 
Kissed my lady, her blood on my lips, I said "Amen" 
Put the nine to my head, pulled the hammer, held her close 
Squeeze the toast, said to her, "Now unto God, we elope" 

.. we elope .. 

** cop says "stupid fucking niggers" as he walks in **

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