Songwriters: Mason, Harvey; Wallace, Christopher;Right  Right    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I know how it feel to wake up fucked up  Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell  People look at you like youse the user  Selling drugs to all the losers, mad Buddha abuser    But they don't know about your stress-filled day  Baby on the way mad bills to pay  That's why you drink Tanqueray so you can reminisce  And wish, you wasn't livin' so devilish, shit    I remember I was just like you  Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' over 62's  'Cause G E D, wasn't B I G  I got P A I D, that's why my moms hate me    She was forced to kick me out, no doubt  Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South  Packed up my tools for my raw power move  Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves    For chumps tryin' to stop my flow  And what they don't know will show on the autopsy  Went to see Papi, to cop me a brick  Asked for some consignment and he wasn't tryin' to hear it    Smoking mad New Ports 'cause I'm due in court  For an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York  Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man  You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin'at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I had the master plan I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland  With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects  They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs  And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"    I got my honey on the Amtrak  With the crack in the crack of her ass  Two pounds of hash in the stash  I wait for hon to make some quick cash    I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed  At last, I'm literally loungin' black  Sittin' back, countin' double digit thousand stacks  Had to re-up see what's up with my peeps  Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps    See who got smoked, what rumors was spread  Last I heard I was dead with six to the head  Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder  We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter    Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of  By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners  And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch  I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich    Conspiracy, she'll be home in three  Until then I looks out for the whole family  A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble  In the everyday struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Guiliani  Ain't tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti  My daughter use a potty so she's older now  Educated street knowledge I'ma mold 'er now    Trick a little dough buyin' young girls fringes  Dealin' with the dope fiend binges, seein' syringes  In the veins hard to explain, how I maintain  The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange    Breakin' days on the set, no sweat  Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet  But when that dry, baggin' five at a time  I can clock about nine on the check cashin' line    I had the first and the third rehearse that's my word  Thick in the game, D's knew my first name  Should I quit? Shit no! Even though they had me scared  Yo they got a eight, I gotta teck with air holes  And that's just how the shit go in the struggle motherfucker  C'mon, what you say?    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    I don't wanna live no mo'  Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front do'  I'm livin' everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle  Another day, another struggle    Junior M.A.F.I.A., right  Yeah, rock on  Biggie Smalls, right      © EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.;    these lyrics are last corrected by Some Nigga (Hemi)