Jorma Taccone - I'm A Hustler (Interlude) lyrics

Well I'm a hustler, that's just what I do I'm always hustling on the avenue I can sell water to a whale Or even a shell to a snail I'm a hustler, life of a hustler, that's me I've been this way since I came out my mama's puss I'm always thinking of a scheme I'm good at what I do And I know a thing or two about hustling You have to be born with a certain swag A je ne sais quoi, that makes hustling your bag Hey, at 8 years old I got my hood pa** Then at 9 I got my first piece of a** Ice to an eskimo, spaghetti to a wop I know that sounds racist, it's just how I talk In the crap game, I am the number 1 I wouldn't mess around, you'll get your money taken (Jumbled) Never talk on the phone, that's rule number one, I'll punch you in the spine So many rhymes on my brain, sometimes I feel insane I'm in the kitchen, cooking up crack (Laughing) So anyway, that's probably uncool, right?