[Verse 1: Nas]
You co*ked 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 didnt, sons finished
You took the life of him
The part about it thats 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 hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do sh**
Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad ma**age
These two different personalities had to collide
n***as could not aim and innocent n***as died
You ask why, cause of a
[Hook]
Accident murderer
Act like you k**ed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You aint mean to murk him, your guns a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
We grew up doin graffiti
Now hollows heads gettin heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly gettin weeded
Proceeded to count profits, I know they got on binoculars
But f** em all, we ballin til they come lock us up
Twenty to life, Im clubbin blowin twenty tonight
We the Marlboro, Marley Marlin all through the night
Addicted to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tech off the shelf, live forever thats InshaAllah
Memoirs of a rich n***a
Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome rims off a show k**er
You n***as accidental shoppers in back of the limo
Pay your ties, stay alive, cant be dodgin my clique
Hundred check, I use your b**h for some bargainin chips
In a hole, sell your home, n***a go sell your soul
This forty-five in control, God forgives and I dont
[Hook]
Accident murderer
Act like you k**ed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You aint mean to murk him, your guns a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
[Bridge: Nas]
Accident murderer
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
[Verse 3: Nas]
Yo, for my n***a that got k**ed, 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 k** that beautiful sista?
Violent adolescents, homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that Im guessin
Tell me who you impressin?
Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test them
Make em throw up they hands, choke em out playin in wrestlin
Watch em grow to a man, I see them now they reppin
But they cold-blooded, homie, wonderin where the respect went
Cant play with these little n***as, gangsta little n***as
Cant hang with these little n***as, they k**in, they reckless
Wish I could build with him, but will he change really?
Some real k**ers, I think of Wayne Perry
Fake til my n***a draws, what you want a name? Tell me
You aint mean to k** him, it wasnt necessary
[Hook]