Nas — You Cant Kill Me

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah y'all... New York City... Tryna to see where I'ma go tonight... The most famous town in the whole fuckin' world... The other night, nigga was at Lotus... I hit P and them I was Dom P'ed up in there, you know... But I found this new spot we went to the other night, yo Check it out, check it out how it went [Verse 1] It was just cool like, smooth night with my jewels bright Goons left, goons right, coupe with blue lights Bad girls in black pearls, gave us cat calls Took 'em back to the crib to break they ass off In the loft, mixing hash and dro Honey spreaded that asshole like a wide mouth bass Sippin' wine out the glass, Teddy Pendergrass blast When the phone ring, the house lights flash Turned down the sound, let's get down to business Shit about to go down with some foul niggas What the voice said, "What up, pop? Who want it?" I put the guap up, get the boy popped He say "Son, stop, it's dudes you feedin' Who feedin' other dudes, but they really not eatin'" Dog, why you callin' me? This our food You handle the mouths that it trickles down to Niggas want beef, I want some of that cow too But I'm in my princely robe, simply rich Don't bother me with silly shit, call Rico He said "It IS Rico, of all people Gave his moms furs, called up the mayor To get his crime pardoned, his son's godfather" Said the nigga shot up my cars Last night he laid for me to come out my doors? [Chorus] Niggas always on that bullshit To make a nigga wanna open up a full clip Niggas always on that bullshit Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit Niggas always on that bullshit To make a nigga wanna open up a full clip Niggas always on that bullshit Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit You can't kill me [Verse 2] High, fly, send a fella loaf or glass Fold up cash, you ain't heard the soldier's half You speakin' hogwash, silly shit, Balderdash I got the live sparked, Phillies lit, smoker's jacket on The son of a Cap-ricorn, my dad's a don What you think that he spawned? A slacker? Nah Packed the 9's, yo this nigga's asinine Smack your mom, relaxed and calm, then mack your mom In a casket, you'll get your fashion on You'll be in a suit and tie, you'll die You'll make maggots turn to flies, fuckin' with Nas Remember anyone can get it at anytime Lames'll swear by your name, when they lie Get hit with the lone star, ripped where your bones are So tell me how yo' ass gon' run, from a C-Z-P-0-1? In the midst of real steel movers, you a loser Merk you wit your own shooters All you want is a name, pissed and insane My security system, my playspot a fireplace, listen Then it goin' off, start spittin' Niggas try to bring it where I live in Trustin' you, knew where all of the cribs at So we waited with the Sigs, blat, blat, blat! [Chorus] Niggas always on that bullshit To make a nigga wanna open up a full clip Niggas always on that bullshit Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit Niggas always on that bullshit To make a nigga wanna open up a full clip Niggas always on that bullshit Now your funeral, the preacher's at the pulpit You can't kill me [Outro] You can't kill me You can't kill me You can't kill me