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 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