"SMILIN' IN YOUR FACE"
POETIC HUSTLA'Z

They smile in our face, yet they playa hate, but it takes a Hustla.
They're sad, they're sad, they're sad, they're so sad.

Boogy Nikke:
I puttin' the pressure on all of the bitches, them snitches, no riches, no love for Mo Thug, nigga, what, what?  It takes a Hustla, muthafucka, put in a script, and runnin' the business.  Watch my eyes, you punk, muthafuckin' nigga, when it's a nigga flippin' the script and ready to pull the trigger.  Also, don't give a fuck.  If ain't rollin' with Mo Thug.  We on top, now.  A nigga like Boogy Nikke gon' always be here.  I've been there, but differences is I kept it real.  I always will.  I let my nuts hang like a mack.  Word is bond.  I didn't do if I said I didn't do it, muthafucka.  Check my eye, they never lie.  I'm ready to spy inside your heart.  I knew it's hate from the start.  You know who you are.  You grab your click-click-bang, swang them thangs.  It really don't matter, you doin' a rain check, nigga.  Two-for-two on stretchers.  This humbleness will fool ya, not lettin' me do ya, do ya in for them sizin' up your box, put in a shock.  I knowin' that you was a punk-ass bitch, and all bitches ain't women, nigga.

They smile in our face, yet they playa hate, but it takes a Hustla.
They're sad, they're sad, they're sad, they're so sad.
Tony Tone:
It's the message Poetic is bringin'.
Mo! Hart:
Punk muthafucka.
Tony Tone:
It's the message Poetic is bringin'.
Boogy Nikke:
Bitch-ass nigga, uh-huh.
Tony Tone:
It's the message Poetic is bringin'.
Mo Thug is what we screamin'.
I came on the scene with this Hustla click, so I take my peace to heart.  Been down from day one.  Didn't run, whether or not they fell off 'bout screamin', it really kills me when suckas lie.  I seen it in your eyes, want in the business, despite you fake yet you try.  For Tony Tone, really we roll with the Hustla three deep.  I never sleep.  Thank You, Lord, to let us be, keepin' us safe on these streets, 'cause strugglin' wasn't all the bad with brothers that I never had.  Our dreams were sighted in God's, I (?), united we stand.  We are so tall, we ready to brawl by testin' them balls, niggas be talkin' that shit, that's why we don't like fuckin' with y'all.  You wonder why, but I see inside.  On the side, I'm just a nigga you despise.  You must wanna die right now.  Let's put 'em on the pave, now.  Lay 'em in grave, 'cause they just wanna keep us down, fakin', playa hatin', it's smilin' in our face, and fuckin' with nigga, 'cause I'm just an average paper-chaser. 

They smile in our face, yet they playa hate, but it takes a Hustla.
They're sad, they're sad, they're sad, they're so sad.

Mo! Hart:
Up in my mind's another world.  I watched 'em serve, seldom is heard, watch what I see, pay close attention around me.  Never rely on the one to intentionally clown me.  Never speak evil when spoken to, my mind is so clear my thoughts will ride through to you.  Call it success, call it intuition.  My visions that I see are premonitions.  Here I am stuck in this dead-ass dimension of things to come, searchin' the past, lookin' for clues.  The choice is obvious.  What next to do?  Try to scream and holler.  It's all so useless.  Paths of destruction is what they chose.  Eyes closed.  Here I am, standin' in front of your face.  Nigga, what you gotta say?  Look at you, muthafucka.  You a disgrace!

They smile in our face, yet they playa hate, but it takes a Hustla.
They're sad, they're sad, they're sad, they're so sad.
Tony Tone:
It's the message Poetic is bringin'.
Mo! Hart:
Punk muthafucka.
Tony Tone:
It's the message Poetic is bringin'.
Boogy Nikke:
Bitch-ass nigga, uh-huh.
Tony Tone:
It's the message Poetic is bringin'.
Mo Thug is what we screamin'.

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