The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.

Ross MacDonald

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I'm a Hustler
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Rule number one don't go against the grain
Rule number two give respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names
[gun click sound] the 45 will tear you out the frame
Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get ****in thing
Don't mean nothin changed but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money actin like they ain't got bail
I feel for you *****s gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme
Or *****s in the mess hall gettin shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo *** gotta swim
I watch the fifth melt a ***** melt a ***** of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk
He said I told em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of nerve
 
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack
yea yea I'm a hustler
 
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack
yea yea I'm a hustler
 
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack
yea yea I'm a hustler
 
Yo when the fed come in the game loyalty is limited
Hardcore *****s start actin feminine
With the feds you do eighty five percent of your time
Duke you get ten you'll damn near do nine
Hate a liar more than I hate thief
A thief is only after my salary a liar is after my reality
The streets I know'em like my ABC's
Stay away from the D's and stack ya cheese
Try to see three hundred g's fore you see three hundred C's
Tree top to feel the breeze co connect for key's
Yo *****es sexin me take me to ecstacy
Once I nut (ahh oh ****) I don't want 'em next to me
If its on mother ****er believe I'm gonna ride
I'm the type to swallow my blood fore I swallow my pride
Letters on my shirt read DKNY
Got grimy *****s runnin with me from BKNY
 
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack
yea yea I'm a hustler
 
They say I don't sound like a killer well how a killer sound
I bet I grab a foe pound and back that *** down
See many men live baby and many men die
Many men get drunk puff lah and stay high
Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your friends
Your enemies remain the same friends always change
I don't quit that theres more that one way to skin a cat
You can get him in the face dog or down his back
All bullshit aside now its time to be honest
I fear no man for death is all thats promised
I got *****s standin in line waitin to hear me spit
From eighty six to ninety six the game went from sugar to ****
This for you *****s in the background dyin to shine
I hate you like fiends who ask for a dime for nine
Don't nothin change in the game but faces and names
Skate to wait to date and the jake
 
If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack
yea yea I'm a hustler