Or the American dream? My education's low but I got long dough, Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro. Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe, There'll be another one after me! Go to school, I ain't goin for it, Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the Moet. Yo man, I just want to roll with you man, How can I be down?
New Jack Hustler Lyrics
I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin right. I learned that in school then I dropped out, Hit the streets, checked a grip, and now I got clout. Maybe that's the plan, and I don't understand, God damnyou got me sinkin in quicksand. Maybe that's the plan, and I don't understand, God damnyou got me sinkin in quicksand. Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots, Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop.
Ice-T Lyrics - New Jack Hustler
So think twice if you're coming down my block You wanna journey through hell? Ya don't like my lifestyle? Or the American dream? I gotta get more money than you got, So what, if some muthafucka gets shot? All I love's my dope and dead presidents. Turned the needy into the greedy, With cocaine, my success came speedy. Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long, Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone.
Cause I don't wanna hear that crap, Why? Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe, There'll be another one after me! You gotta deal with this cause there's no way out Why? I got nothin to lose, much to gain, In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine. That's a joke cause I'm never gonna be broke, When I die there'll be bullets and gunsmoke.