Lil' Hustla
Run the streets
In the heat
Lil’ Hustla
Can’t be beat
Hold him down
Beat him up
Until he bleeds
He’ll feed
Upon the blood of innocence
He’s no longer innocent
But a man
He’ll take a stand
Lil’ Hustla
Beaten to a corpse.
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