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The Night You Murdered Love (The Reply)

ABC Featuring Lady Contesa V
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Think I'm trigger-happy, pulling bullets from a gun You say I murdered love, I'm not the only one Busting up our love, dishing out the hurt Figure-hugging faggots, every piece of skirt No one ever told you, I think I should Your rhymes are blind and your beats no good Let me state my case, I'm here to clear my name Contestant Lady V ain't the lady you should blame I might have murdered love, baby, it ain't mine I'll be wined and dined, you'll be doing time Feasting on a diet of peanut bread and jam Home sweet home, room and board with Uncle Sam You'll take the stand, you'll be cooking up a sweat When they ask the verdict, shout "Guilty!" (You bet!) I'll just be happy, let the judge decide Love, it wasn't murder, it was suicide My brain wrote a check that my head didn't cash What I thought was love turned out to be trash Called the night you said I murdered love Stars were shining bright in the city sky above The streets were empty, I'm glad they were The clothes you were wearing should have been on her Your fashion sense, huh, I just had to laugh Slamรฉ suits, pointed boots, and looking like an epitaph Too formal, too normal for a girl as fly as me You should have been on Wall Street Baby, huh,'stead of chasing Lady V I'd be delighted, excited, give me back the love I lent ya And if you were a car, huh, you know I wouldn't rent ya January, February, March and April, May Five long months to shake you far away Spring, Summer, Fall to December Homegirls, beware of this pop pretender It's cold outside The night you murdered love The night love died The night you murdered love It's cold outside The night you murdered love The night love died The night you murdered love See, I'm the queen of hip, heir to every throne Got no palace, got no chalice, just a microphone Let me take you higher, maximum desire If my rhymes got slyer, they might catch fire Trust the rigger when I pull the trigger The crowd's so big, my fame gets bigger Night after night, the place ignites Sound so huge, I bust satellites People going wild, '86 to '87 Got the mix-up man cranked to 11 Beats blast louder than any hurricane I got the rhymes, man, Godzilla's tamed On the day you met V, I'd say you met your match An alligator would be safer and a better catch From contestant Lady V, it's time to say goodbye Signing off, so long, farewell, bye-bye, Mr. Frye Bye-bye, bye-bye, Mr. Frye It's cold outside The night you murdered love The night love died The night you murdered love It's cold outside The night you murdered love The night love died The night you murdered love