[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
We grew up doing graffiti, now hollow✦ heads getting✦ heated✦
Seated✦ in foreign cars, constantly getting✦ weeded✦
Proceeded to count profits, I know they got on binoculars
But fuck 'em all, we balling 'til they come lock us up
20 to life; I'm clubbing, blowing 20 tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley✦ Marl'ing all through the night
Addicted to wealth, never✦ cold turkey✦ to war
Snatch a TEC off the shelf, live forever; that's Insh'Allah (Ha)
Memoirs of a rich nigga✦ (Woo)
Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug dealers (Woo)
New Benz, chrome rims are for show, killer✦ (Woo)
You niggas✦ accidental, shoppers in back of the limo✦
Pay your tithes,✦ stay alive,✦ can't be dodging my clique
Cut a check; I use your bitch for some bargaining chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga,✦ go sell your soul
This forty-five in control, God forgives and I don't
[Chorus: Nas, Rick Ross, Nas & Rick Ross]
Accident✦ murderer,✦ act like you killed✦ on purpose✦ (Huh)
Liars brag, you put work in
You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin✦ (Uh)
Streets are full of 'em, read the bulletin✦ (Huh)
Accident✦ murderer✦
You just an accident✦ murderer✦
[Bridge: Nas]
Accident✦ murderer✦
Accident✦ murderer,✦ you just an accident✦ murderer✦
[Verse 3: Nas]
Yo, for my nigga✦ that got killed,✦ got hit up
Vodka✦ spills on the concrete, light a Swisher, we miss ya
And for that girl who never✦ made it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' kill that beautiful sister?✦
Violent adolescents, homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside✦ of they minds, and I'm guessing✦
Tell me who you impressing?✦
Shooters, I knew them when they was babies,✦ I used✦ to test them
Make 'em throw up they hands, choke 'em out playing and wrestling
Watch 'em grow to a man, I see them, now they repping
But they cold-blooded, homie, wondering where the respect went
Can't play with these little niggas,✦ gangsta little niggas✦
Can't hang with these little niggas,✦ they're killing, they're 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 want a name, tell me
You ain't mean to kill him, it wasn't necessary
[Chorus: Nas]
Accident✦ murderer,✦ act like you killed✦ on purpose✦ (Uh)
Liars brag, you put work in (Uh)
You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin✦ (Uh)
Streets are full of 'em, read the bulletin✦ (Uh)
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 'em, read the bulletin✦
Accident✦ murderer✦
You just an accident✦ murderer✦
[Outro: Nas]
Accident✦ murderer✦
You just an accident✦ murderer✦
Accident✦ murderer✦
You just an accident✦ murderer✦