The Night You Murdered Love (The Reply)

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
Slamé 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