Krayzie Bone: That's The Way

aus dem Album: Thug Mentality 1999

Songtext:
This is for the hustlas, hustlas Leuchtfolie Düsseldorf

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas

This is for the hustlas, hustlas


Chorus:

That's the way that we hustle

cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain

That's the way that we hustle

cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain

That's the way that we hustle

cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain

That's the way that we hustle

cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain - So much pain


Come follow me now

Back in the day we still was thuggin

Nothin changed

Always into somethin

Whatever you name

A young thug with my niggas it's one love

Little bad ass niggas sneaky

A calm collected slickster

I might not have been on the scene

But you could believe I was in the picture

In the mixture selling llello

Scrapping, car jackin, gun packin

I'm lacking everything you can't imagine so I'm praying

Rapping can get me up out this jam

Damn, just gimme a chance

I'll keep 'em dancin, dancin, all night, all night

But times got harder and harder

My dreams got further and further away

And nigga I chased them but couldn't catch them to save my life

So now I'm thugging on this corner

I gotta increase my financial status

I chance it fucking with these rollers when they roll up

Yeah don't wanna be locked in no cell

But I also can't take strippin's and be broke with no mail

Ohh yes, it's hell

And they say that gets easier

But to me it only got deeper and deeper


Chorus


Just turned eighteen and caught my first case

Incarcerated, caught with a twelve guage

Trying to come up with some money and made a stupid-ass mistake

Could have been my niggas fate

Fucking with shotguns

We out to rob some niggas I'm drunk, I'm pumped

I made a mistake and popped him, now he bleeding

I see blood, damn, get to the doctor, Nigga don't rest in peace

Doctor's took him to emergency

Copper's came and arrested me

Not knowing if my nigga had made it alive and was well

I tossed and turned in my cell knowing he's sweatin like hell

Praise to the Lord and I hope you hear me

And I hope you feel me

I ain't mean to, really, really, I ain't mean it

I know you seen it

I finally spoke to my nigga

He lifted up and recovered

And pressed no charges

Wait the state done picked it up and I gotta trial in a month

Fuck!

And the judge ain't trying to give me no love

Cause it was my first offence

But he just thinkin he lockin up a thug

So now I'm cuffed up on the bus

And ridin' down 71, ain't no fun


Chorus


Now I'm locked inside this prison system

Biddin and count days left before my sentence

Now I can say that I've been here

But I sure ain't gonna come back here

Uh-uh!

The day they release me I'm going home

I can cope but I can't adjust

These fucking steel doors drivin me nuts

My last month and I'm ready to move out

I'm sure, stay on the low

I listen to thug stories

And be trippin on niggas love stories

I'm finna get out of this motherfucker

Heard them call out my name

Two fifty two two fifty

Pack up your shit it's your day

Jumped out my bunk, gave all my shit to my niggas

In fact I left everything that I had back in jail but my raps

I'm on the streets now

Scene unchanged

Niggas still the same

I ain't fuckin with you bustas cause I'm tryin to make a change

I got with the real dogs and we was schemin on the mill' ya'll

So we had to chill on ya'll

Get out of Cleveland if we plan to achieve it

So we plannin it with Eazy on Greyhound and now we're leavin


Chorus