Look here see   Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal   Found the body dead in the isles   Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty broad   Guess they'll never play it again Sam      Damn that was my jam, now she's on the lam   She made it out with 200 grand, what a scam!   While these two compete on who's the star of the show   Golden legs there makes off with the dough      I read the paper there with Joe the Butcher   He says one glance is all it took ya, she's a real looker   They say her old man's a bootlegger   Transporting in any weather, and at this rate we'll never get her      Fellas, think it's time to call it a night   All this talk of this mystery dame's gettin' me tight   Thought I saw her in my eyesight, right      Hate to spoil the party, what are you guys havin', the same?   Waiter, another round for the gang   It's strange how I always felt outta place   Joe The Butcher's my ace, but in comes Freckle Face      So I said 'S-see you later'   'Fore I hurt him and his two ugly thumb breakers   He met them in Louisiana wrestling gators   An idiot can tell they're involved with the caper      So I pulled the revolver on my waist up   Between the patrol car and the gray truck   Behind the street lamp was a silhouette   White gloves and a real long cigarette      What do ya know all this time she's got me in her scope   She spoke says the Devil got you guys by the throat   Your conspiracy theories won't work without evidence   That's the reason why Eric B is not president      Well, what do ya say   Ya see?   Ya see?   Ya see?      Look here see   I know you got soul your trying to hide it   How did you kill a man out in Cypres   One Eyed Charlie, he only hangs with the criminal minded   Says you guys did it doggy style is he lyin'      She says, 'Walk this way I'll tell you a children's story'   We hit the bodega got her a few 40's   We jumped in my ride we drove and she cried   Twisted off the cap there and opened her mouth wide      Swallowed it, whole bottle's half empty   Drinks like a fish now she's past tipsy   The truth came out as we got to her suave house   Chopped and screwed, her mouth and sat me on the couch      I said it's gettin' late c'mon give it to me straight   Who's ya sponsor lady? She says Bill Gates   What are ya born '77 or '78?   She says, ?Nah it goes way to an earlier date?      Slave times, claims the slaves said rhymes   But she fell in love with some fella named Clive   Who? Clive Campbell from Sedgwick Ave   The Bronx, now she shows me the cash      I said who's Clive, don't play with me skirt   She said Clive Campbell, he's Kool Herc      Listen up sweetheart, now we gettin' somewhere   As she's talkin' she starts vanishing in thin air   But before she drops the money bag on the floor and died   She said, ?If you really love me I'll come back alive?      Hip hop is so fucking dead!