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scrolling="no"> You are viewing adult eclectic music lyrics of Hell 4 A Hustler by 2PAC from the album STILL I RISE (WITH OUTLAWZ) at LyricsAndSongs.COM Thug livin' adult eclectic music hell; a prison Never loosin' my focus I'm making moves mandatory And in disscussion My past records tell a story Picture niggas be rushing and still bustin' TIl the cops come running Duck in abandoned buildings Ditching my gun Hope what a motherfucking feeling I live the lifestyles of drug dealers But now legitless So I laugh til I'm crying adult eclectic music When the lord come get me NO baby momma drama Nigga miss me While I plant seeds In a dirty bitch watching to trick me Another life for me Living carefree til I'm buried And if they dare me I bust on them nigga's until they scurry I'm clearly a man of military means Through my artilery Watching over me through every murder scene From adolecense to my early teens Though we was born to ddie I"m selling dope to all the feene's At times I wanna cry And still we try to change the past in vain Never knowing if this game 'ill last Feeling ashamed of cocaine the product of the devil Am I selling me soul?
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