Try Hustle Me

[Chorus] Don't try to hustle me Better getcha dolla dolla Better getcha paper, man Don't try ta hustle meh I ain't no dummy, man Gonna getcha.. Gonna getcha.. Gonna getcha.. [Verse 1] My inspiration enlights this vision, smokin this purple This sticky icky is the medicine that it didn't on commercials The cyclical nature of niggas gotten me by this oracle Documented by Planet Orion Draggin historical like morbital, suspended in space Rappin in circles We ain't winnin but we is as crazy as fuck Upclose and personal, preminitions of the gloriest Dated, we'll be victorious, so many different choices These fake niggas is poisonous Damn I need ta kill the noises Heaven's gonna rolls Royces But the Posse is just so boisterous And noises only the poisonous Hollywood couples swingin' and the people you won't believe Got woman that are weedin with women And Adam is sleeping with Steve It's complicated to me If it's complicated to see and it's complicated to love Then it's complicated to be, and if it's complicated to be And they confiscated the key When coke down in Columbia only costs you a 'G' Cocksuckers.. [Chorus] [Verse 2] Outta the Seven Sector conservativecy regime Where the Panthers they go grab the knowledge they needed to fully achieve The prophet, he is giving me structures for Armaggedon cuz it's coming The Seven Signers are beside me, be runnin to the war-drummin The (?) was fully commmitted, without a reason they want me to preach the love Are you crazy? It's killin season, I'm bleedin all over the speaker My spirit is gettin much stronger Look, the enemy is gettin much weaker It's Bizzy the Kid, thats demonic Revelations and horses, Double-X-Lin' the sources, Battlin the darker forces They assinated my leader And Lil Capo we need to kill in harmony from heaven Seven automatic weapons [Chorus]