Why Must I

Eh, please believe it
 Believe this shit
 Mack Mittens in the spot
 Eh, the crack rhyme king, you know
 Why must I be like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 (Nigga)
 The hustler in me
 Poison 'em all
 (Fuck 'em)
 I know that sounds like the words of a bastard
 But Polly need crackers
 And daddy's son need pampers
 I gave y'all the truth and the reason
 I can't give you the answers
 (Nope)
 I try to do the right thing
 But I swear by God, I'm not Spike Lee
 I skip my school days
 (Fuck it)
 I ran with old heads
 (Old heads)
 In 89, who push 98's
 Blue haze through deuce treys
 Do what I been, I been through, through it again
 I seen the streets tame boys, turn few to men
 While you was in the house playin' Nintendo
 (Nintendo)
 On ya back pads on ya Dyno doin' indo
 (Indo)
 Shit, I was in the house smokin' indo
 (Indo)
 Servin' smokers off the back ledge through the window
 (Window)
 How many, how many, smoke em' get skinny
 Got em' short, got em' tall
 Got plenty for all y'all now
 (C'mon)
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 The hustler in me
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 The hustler in me
 Why must I push the crack? I was forced into it
 I was goin' through it pushin' that Buick
 It wasn't all good a week ago
 (Eh ah)
 Shit been bad for a while
 I was forced to put that crack in the vile
 (You know it)
 Pockets was low, mind wasn't right
 So I had to play the corner with the nine every night
 So I crushed competition, killed the drama
 Sold goods like Excedrin syrup like Aunt Jemima
 Money was comin', niggas was hatin'
 Send bullets through they fame till they Harlem shakin'
 Treated crack like rap and I move them units
 And the way I tuck paper niggas thought I was Jewish
 Had the fiends snortin' blow like the K-9 unit
 And I finally got that paper to park that Buick
 Got the aero dynamic Benz wagon
 So carefully crafted
 When I pulled on the block I just smashed it
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 The hustler in me
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 (I'm a hustler, nigga)
 The hustler in me
 Omilio, Omilio woo
 I talk greazy to pricks like
 One yourself scrapper
 I'm king Willie, stay the fuck off my strip
 (Eh huh)
 Or have ya guys get hit
 Clash the position, I'm stuck in the kitchen
 Whippin' it, ghetto D to the oil
 Got the dope fiends rushin'
 Drawin' attention, scarrin' the workers
 Got em, Ready to quit the game
 So I'm doing the game like
 Keep your eyes open youngin'
 And tell them fiends I said no short, no change
 And I'm payin' em weekly
 And I'm payin' silly
 You pay em' Friday you won't see em'
 For the rest of the weekend
 Watchin' the block
 'Cause some like to skim off the top
 Mixin' they little caps in with my rock
 Ungrateful motherfuckers
 End up gettin' clap by the cops
 Tryin' to slow up the money spot
 (I'm a hustler baby, I'm a hustler baby)
 And why must I, now why ask why
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 The hustler in me
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 (I'm a hustler, nigga)
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 The hustler in me
 Why must I feel like that?
 Why must I push the crack?
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 It ain't nothin' but the hustler in me
 (I'm a hustler, nigga)
 The hustler in me