Hustler (puppet Street) Lyrics - Pharoahe Monch

[Verse 1] 

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 

[Hook] 

I'm glad we could make it out 

You're so cool 

You're so cool 

And it hurts, now 

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[Verse 2] 

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 

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