Lil Hustler

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Lil Hustler-by Rain Weight (aka soliloquy)
Don’t mess with me, I’ll drag you down to my level
I’ll break your face and lay you askance like a petulant rebel
I’m a devil, don’t touch it, you can’t as I push and demand,
Clawing and crawling as I unyieldingly force your hand

I crave a challenge and refuse to be denied after tempted
Once baited twice irritated and thrice murder invented
It’s plain unheard of to fight with and even thought of to defeat me
Wondering, wishing to be as elite as he who created me

The truth remains shrouded in black hoods and quietly pocketed goods
Out of sight out of mind they said, you should have damn understood
At this rate you’ll find your face unknown and lost in a gutter,
Grinded up in the streets to become john in a cop’s camera shutter

You can’t keep pace with the wars and the battles impending
You lack the strength to attempt and the resolve to keep on ascending
The vision you’re holding I’m grasping, shaking and breaking down,
Your pitiful ideas of the grandiose to be shamed and unbound

I protect my own and work hard to create my plans of attack,
Expecting the same strength and competence to be at my back

There’s nothing truer, nothing rougher than my men, bare knuckled boxers
Smashing your willpower, iron eyes that keep vigil for any imposter

Best go home my lil hustler, this cruel world ain’t your game,
Men constantly fighting and trippin, blood falling out bodies like rain
Best go home my lil hustler, this cruel world ain’t your game
Till the gunfire quiets and all that’s left are red stains

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Do you know the Tupac song, “hell for a hustler”? You might like it.

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I do :slight_smile: Tupac is one of the most inspiring artists I listen to.

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I’ve been a huge fan since I was a kid. When I was in summer school one year, a few friends and I would take turns going in the bathrooms and writing the lyrics to so many tears on the walls, and because there were so many of us doing it, none of us got found out. Graffiti win.

I like this verse from me against the world.

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finally get to rest? Through this supression
They punish the people that’s askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possessions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don’t settle for less - even a genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don’t ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don’t let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don’t go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don’t wanna listen
If I’m insane, it’s the fame made a brother change
It wasn’t nuttin like the game
It’s just me against the world