Sometimes I hear death nocking in my front do'
 I'm living like a hustle
 Another drug in trouble  another day another sorrow

 I know how it feels to wake up fucked up
 Pockets broke as hell  another rock to sell
 People look at ya like use to used
 Selling drugs to all the loosers mad buddha abuser
 But they don't know about the stress filled day
 Baby on the way mad bills to pay
 That's why you drink tangarate
 So you can reminisce and wish
 You wasn't living so devilish s-shit
 I remember I was just like you
 Smoking blunts with my crew
 Flipping oldies 62's
 'Cause G-E-D was it B-I-G, I got P-A-I-D
 That's why my mom hates me
 She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
 Then I figured out things went for twenty down south
 Packed up my tools saw my raw power move
 Black nineteen forcasted flower moves
 Four drunks trying to stop my flow
 And what they don't know will show on the ortopsy
 Went to see papi, the cock me a brik
 Asked for circumcise and he wasn't trying to hear it
 Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm doing court for an assult
 That I caught in Bridge Port, New York
 Catch me if you can like the ginger bread man
 You better have your gat in hand
 'Cause man

 I don't wanna live no mo'
 Sometimes I hear death nocking in my front do'
 I'm living like a hustle
 Another drug in trouble, another day another sorrow

 I had the master plan
 I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
 With my man Tutex to take over this projects
 They call him Tutex, he tote tutex
 And when he smoke the boss
 He likes to ask who's next?
 I got my honies on the Amtrack
 With the crack in the crack of her ass
 Two pounds of hash in the stash
 I wait for hun to make some quick cash
 I told her she could be lieutenant bitch got gassed
 At last so I really really lounging Black
 Seating back counting double digit thousands stacks
 Had to read up see what's up with my peeps
 Toyota dealer cars had it cheap on the jeeps
 See who got smoked but rumors was spread
 Last I heard I was dead with six to the head
 Then I got the phone call
 It couldn't hit me harder
 We got infotrated
 Like lino wa' the car
 I heard Tec got murdered in a town I've never heard of
 By some bitch named Alberta over nickel play the burnace
 And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch
 I told her where she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich
 Conspiracy should be home in three
 Until them I look south for the home family
 A true G, got speed blowing like a bubble
 In the everyday struggle

 I don't wanna live no mo'
 Sometimes I hear death nocking in my front do'
 I'm living like a hustle
 Another drug in trouble, another day another sorrow

 I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani
 Ain't trying to see no black man turn into John Gotti
 My daughter use a potty so she's older now
 Educated street knowledge I'ma mold 'er now
 Trick 'er little dope bying young girls tringes
 Dealing with the dope fiend binges
 Seeing syringes in the veins
 Hard to explain how I maintain
 The crack smoke makes my brain feel so strange
 Breaking days on the set no sweat from cold moet
 Can't bag yet because's still wet
 But when I dry back in five at a time
 I can clock about nine on the check cashing line
 I had to burst on the third
 Rehearse that's my word
 Thinking the game Ds knew my first name
 Should I quit? Shit no!
 Even though they had me scared
 Yo they gotta eight I gotta teck with air holes

 That's just how the shit goes in the struggle mother fucker

 I don't wanna live no mo'
 Sometimes I hear death nocking in my front do'
 I'm living like a hustle
 Another drug in trouble, another day another sorrow