I don't wanna no mo' Sometimes I hear knockin at my front do' I'm livin everyday a hustle, another drug to juggle; day, another struggle I wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin everyday a hustle, another drug to juggle; day, another struggle
I know how it feel to up fucked up broke as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha But they don't know about your day on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can and wish, you wasn't so devilish, ssshit I remember I was just you Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms me She was forced to kick me out, no Then I out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power Glock nineteen for casket and moves for chumps tryin to stop my And what they know will show on the autopsy Went to see Papi, to cop me a for some consignment and he wasn't tryin to hear it Smoking mad Newports I'm due in court for an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New Catch me if you can like the Man You better have gat in hand, cause man
I wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to day, another struggle I wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm livin like a hustle, another drug to juggle; another day, another
I had the master I'm in the caravan on my way to with my man to take over this projects They call him Two-Tecs, he two tecs And when he start to he like to ask, "Who's next?" I got my on the Amtrak with the crack in the of her ass Two of hash in the stash I wait for hon to make some quick I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got At last, I'm literally loungin Sittin back, countin double digit stacks Had to re-up; see what's up my peeps Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps See who got smoked, rumors was spread Last I heard I was dead six to the head Then I got the phone call, it hit me harder We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Heard Tec got in a town I never heard of by some named Alberta over nickel-plated burners And my swear to God she won't snitch I her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich Conspiracy, she'll be home in Until then I looks out for the whole A true G, me, blowing like a bubble; in the struggle
I wanna live no mo' I hear death knockin at my front do' I'm livin everyday a hustle, another drug to juggle; another day, another I don't wanna no mo' Sometimes I hear death knockin at my do' I'm everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle; another day, struggle
I'm seeing body after and our mayor Guiliani ain't tryin to see no black man turn to John My daughter use a potty so she's now Educated street knowledge I'ma 'er now Trick a little dough young girls fringes Dealin with the dope fiend binges, seein in the veins; to explain, how I maintain The crack smoke make my brain so strange days on the set, no sweat Drunk off Moet, bag yet because it's still wet But that dry, baggin five at a time I can clock about on the check cashin line I had the first and the third; that's my word Thick in the game, D's knew my first Should I quit? no! Even though they had me scared Yo they got a eight, I teck with air holes.. ..and that's how the shit go in the struggle motherfucker
Hah.. c'mon.. you say?
I wanna live no mo' Sometimes I hear death at my front do' I'm everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle; day, another struggle I don't live no mo' Sometimes I death knockin at my front do' I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to another day, struggle
Uhh, uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A., (yeah..) (rock on..) (WOO! .. Smalls .. right ..)