Ricky Conaway - Knock Tha Hustle lyrics

Step in this mind of mine Shut your eyes, feel every sentence from line to line At any second someone can pop you when ridin' by So feel the ambience If you ain't got yourself a path then you can follow mine Yeah The sky is low when you can fly this high So if i never get to drop i promise I'll be fine My confidants ain't the kind of guys who can compromise Go kamikaze on any costume at Comic-Con Without an ounce of kindness See I ain't out for violence But when i speak i'm expectin' everyone 'round is quiet The only sound is silence, or you won't be found respondin' f** how I'm dressin' I betchu we'll own a thousand islands Countin' commas wit doubt behind us and livin' lavish I ain't a k**er but don't push me tho my clique is savage And you don't wanna go tit for tat wit the king of rappin' Call me Pelé I'm kickin back in this b**h relaxin' I double dare you, pick a track that I'm spittin' fact in You couldn't find any written pa**age that isn't cla**ic And I don't care bout whose b**h is baddest with minutes pa**in' As long as when I'm all finished snappin' my kids are laughin' Yeah It's been way too long Swear to god I wanna quit it but I can't move on You can't knock the hustle dawg it's way too strong It's way too strong.. So many fakes around this town, I can't even add 'em Closest people try to trick me like we're Eve and Adam No offense, but that's some sh** that you can leave me out of I want my space like a thousand gigabyte PC data So try to test me I'm a jaw cracker I knock em out and see em fall fast and then I watch em crawl backward Never trippin' cause y'all rappers are all chatter All that sh** they talk is useless as a gallbladder See any song of mine you hear, on every beat is awake The way I'm k**in' rappers like every beat is a wake You might as well go to sleep, you'll never beat us awake You dreamin of bein' me cause you'll never be dis awake And no there ain't nothin you do best Turn white shirts to red, put blood on your crew-necks Strike first to heads, put blood on your crew necks You see what happened to them? put blood on your crew next, No we're never calm The upper echelon Screamin' f** a renaissance Beef with me and peace with me is dead and gone So who ya your bet is on Who make a better song? Always catch em slippin' like I pick with Andy Pettite's arm Yeah It's been way too long Swear to god I wanna quit it but I can't move on You can't knock tha hustle dawg it's way too strong It's way too strong..