[Nas] You cocked back You thought you had it planned, you thought you had your man He saw you comin, he ran when you tried to blast that man Missed him by inches, he sprinted, some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered Two of 'em pull through but one didn't, son's finished You took the life of him The part about it that's crazy, you was aight with him Tight with him, why was he in the way? Why was he standin next to the enemy that specific day? His style never hollers loud, stays reclusive Good dude, got that look, like he always about to do shit Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised Got into it with dude who still tryin to live out, his old wild-out days They never had no probs Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad massage These two different personalities had to collide Niggaz could not aim and innocent niggaz died, you ask why cause of a...
[Chorus: Nas] Accident murderer, act like you killed on purpose Liars brag, you put work in You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin Streets are full of them, read the bulletin Accident murderer... You just a accident murderer...
[Rick Ross] We grew up doin graffiti, now hollows is gettin heated Seated in foreign cars, constantly gettin weeded Proceeded to count profits, I know they got on binoculars But fuck 'em all, we ballin 'til they come lock us up (Uh!) Twenty to life, I'm clubbin, blowin twenty tonight We the mob, Bob Marley Marl'n all through the night Addicted to wealth, never cold turkey to war Snatch a tec off the shelf, live forever that's Insh'Allah! UH~! Memoirs of a rich nigga (Whoo!) Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug dealers (Whoo!) New Benz, chrome rims are for show killa (Whoo!) You niggaz accidental, choppers in back of the limo Pay your tithes, stay alive, cain't be dodgin my clique {M-M-Maybach Music} Cut a check, I use your bitch for some bargainin chips In a hole sell your home, nigga go sell your soul This .45 in control, +God Forgives and I Don't+
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Nas] Accident murderer..... Accident murderer.. You just an accident murderer....
[Nas] Yo... For my nigga that got killed, got hit up Vodka spills on the concrete, light a swisha, we miss ya And for that girl who never made it home, shot in the dome How they gon' kill that beautiful sista? Violent adolescents, homicidal with weapons Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds and I'm guessin, tell me who you impressing?! Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test 'em Make 'em throw up they hands, yolk 'em up, playin and wrestling Watch 'em grow to a man, I see 'em now they reppin But they cold-blooded, homie, wonderin where the respect went Can't play with these lil' niggaz, gangsta lil' niggaz Can't hang with these lil' niggaz, they kill and they reckless Wish I could build with him, but will he change really? Some real killers, I think of Wayne Perry Think of my nigga Drawz, but you ain't a name to me You ain't mean to kill him, it wasn't necessary
