Year Of Rat

[Intro] Yo experience life as I know it, uh, step in my shoes [Verse 1] I wake up to alarm in the morning Today I'm into makin' moves ayo I'm all in My break is fast and what is more it's poor I eat it as I listen to Cormega and I'm out the door I catch a bus jumpin' turnstyle take a seat In the back o' the bus the cuts in the breakbeat In my iRiver as we pull up to the subway I jump a turnstyle again, hop a train The underground is packed and the rats dwell the tunnels I'm out in the downtown peddeling the bundles A 19 y.o. with my mind wrecked I got the knack of telling a speed user from pot heads The winter sun is bright but its not warm in it It's cold in the streets so i freeze for a minute Use it to recover my breath, ain't nuttin' left For me but to keep on hustling [Verse 2] The ringtone on my celular is Nas Switching sim cards for a dealer is a must I get a call from one my girls uptown I know we ain't seen in a while but honey not now I'm headed north to the block where my poppa work 45 minutes on the train for the child support We have a chat though we distant we still blood He's like "you plan to have a job?" I'm like nah I cop a burger at a fastfood We call it McFuck 'cus you know it ain't good Calories I dont count cus I stay fit Sweating all day except for the time I sleep It's half past five and I still got jobs to do Take a min out to stop to look At a cute face honey with her behinds enticing And I'm going back to hustling [Verse 3] I'm in a rat race through the year of rat Losing homeboys gave me the fear of death I rush to my block 'cus it's 8 o'clock My partners cook speed I got weigh to cop, ugh And so I try to catch a cab But it seems like nobody wanna drive to where I'm living at So I double the pay and jump in the front seat Looking back at my day things that I done did I'm at the place where they produce the product Some are in it 'cus they want it but I'm in it 'cus i gotta And plus the dope is a kind of a big hit 'Cus getting used to it is real quick There are a lot of newbies and a lot of the are frantic About the do they 'bout to make it's similar to epidemic With a lotta rivals up in the biz When the five-o catch 'em they usually turn snitch This shit is usual type 'o shit on my block Telling is in the air all around the clock Shit get critical - none is to be trusted Tomorrow I'll be back at hustling