Horror City - MC Hustler lyrics

Just an MC hustlin, hustlin (2x) 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 n***as poppin sh** 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 Chorus Ma** 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 Slip, 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 sh** for the team The millionaires club, Republicans make it difficult k** or be k**ed's the result, I'm rollin up The Garcia Vega short, drinkin quarts, 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... Chorus 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 sh**, 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, maintaining Hustlin, f** the president, cause he campaigning I'm just an MC, what I be? Chorus