Mc Hustler

Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 I'm just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 I'm a general, in this hip hop army, yeah
 Highly ranked, thick like a tank
 Well equipped for niggas poppin' shit
 Rapifier, now plug the wire let's get down to it
 I'm frustrated, uh, filled with anger
 Feel like jumpin' in the wash and just chill on the hanger
 But uh, mama didn't raise no quitters
 So uh, what you want and what you need I deliver
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 I'm just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Mass confusion, boozin', drug using
 Got some winning some losing, is it real or an illusion?
 I guess it's all a test, stress to paranoia
 Slim, go get a lawyer, make him prove nobody saw ya
 The clock struck the midnight hour, I hit the
 I see my man Infinite pimpin' shit for the team
 The millionaires club, Republicans make it difficult
 Kill or be killed's the result, I'm rollin' up
 The, drinkin', talkin' sports
 Herb smoke stimulates my thoughts
 It took me deeper than the reaper's domain
 To make it plain as hell
 I left my spirit to dwell
 But let my lyrics rebel
 Documented on record to spark my brain cell
 I kick a style like Bruce, rockin' this rotten metropolis
 Drugs, thugs and slugs, the scene it's so monotonous
 One day it dawned on me as the time rolls by
 That the same thing that makes you laugh makes you cry
 Sometimes I feel I'm winnin', sinnin'
 Sittin' back in the MP, relax, talkin' 'bout a new beginning
 You see, I'm just an MC, I'm just an MC
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 I'm just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 I gotta get over, before I go under
 I gotta get over, before I go under privileged
 Trapped deep beneath the sewage
 I attend the university of making money
 Five makes ten, ten makes twenty
 Good n' plenty, keeps pockets from getting empty
 Blunts get pulled, different day same bull
 Shit, you can't own it, two you manufacture it
 Take away profit now tell me what you get
 I got a size eight, a fried chicken dinner plate
 I'm sellin' dreams, you know, rhymes by the weight
 Ten years of hustling, brung home the bacon, man
 More scramblin' than Moon and Cunningham
 You know, money for the makin', maintainin'
 Hustlin', for the president, causin' campaignin'
 I'm just an MC, what I be?
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 I'm just an MC hustlin', hustlin'
 Just an MC hustlin', hustlin'