Pharoahe Monch - Hustler (Puppet Street) lyrics

This here is cocaine city
Got four dames with me in the slow lane
Coupe Deville, so hard
They told me they want to
Sniff some unemployment lines
I gave them equal opportunity, blow jobs
Menace to society
Drink a flask of Bacardi fast, crash
Claim sobriety still pass a polygraph
Nina in my right hand
Her cousins on the night stand
I ain't never work a day in
My life for the white man
I am the most imaginative pimp
Slick sentences, diatribes defenseless
When soliloquies set in, it's like cyanide
Lord, I have tried to learn these hoes
But they are hard headed, so god please
Let it be known that I'm a hustler

I'm glad we could make it out you're so cool
You're so cool and it hurts, now

Kleptomaniac, they used to call me Lefty
Poppa was a rolling stone
The streets is all he left me
So now it's better when I jettison
Jet set, jet ski, cool out
You know man, kick back, Jet Li
I even use to sta, sta, sta, sta
Stutter when I talk
But now the cops know that I
Bop with a ca ca cane
When I be walking up the block
The way they jock my whip
I call it Secretariat
Various horses inside my stable
It's hilarious
Scavengers live vicariously thru
The hustler pimp and bottom feed (SKRIMPS)
No woman is exempt - I hustle
So that I can see weed
Scrilla, deceased commanders and chiefs
Seaweed
Liberal, I do not discriminate with customers
It's the shit you couldn't sniff
If you was Mr snuffleupagus
Stay after that green bitch, Captain Kirk
Muscle up or eat a knuckle sandwich cause
I will never struggle i'm a Hustler