Текст песни Caught in a Hustle (Dirty as F*ck version) - Immortal Technique
(Verse
1)
They
say
the
odds
against
me,
are
crooked
and
impossible
Like
I
was
born
with
a
hole
in
my
heart
is
an
obstacle
I
was
left
to
die
by
the
doctors,
in
the
Children's
Hospital
But
I
never
lose
hope,
success
is
psychological
The
world
is
volatile
and
the
street
is
my
education
Shaping
the
nation,
like
the
blueprint
of
a
mason
While
Shawshank
record
deals
get
you
raped
on
occasion
So
I'm
focused
on
my
economic
situation
I'm
like
the
little
kids
on
TV
that
dig
through
the
trash
I
hustle
regardless
of
the
way
you
talk
shit
and
laugh
A
lot
of
niggaz
drop
science
but
they
dont
know
the
math
Because
their
mind
is
narrower
than
the
righteous
path
It's
funny
how
on
the
block
niggaz
will
kill
you
for
cash
But
never
raise
the
gun
and
cry
out
"Freedom
at
last"
The
cold
war
is
over
but
the
world
is
still
gettin
colder
Atlas
walking
through
the
projects
with
the
hood
on
my
shoulders
I
would
like
to
raise
my
children
to
grow
to
be
soldiers
But
then
the
general,
would
decide
when
their
life
would
be
over
So
I
work
hard
until
my
personality
split
Like
the
black
panthers,
into
the
bloods
and
the
crips
They
said
I
would
never
be
shit,
but
now
I
sit
and
reminice
Like
Yeshua
ben
Yusef
flippin
through
Genesis
Ignorance
is
venemous,
and
it
murders
the
soul
Spreading
like
a
virus
running
rampant,
but
out
of
control
(Hook)
So
if
I
should
ever
fall
and
get
caught
in
a
hustle
Let
them
know
that
I
died
while
I
fought
in
a
struggle
From
the
hoodrats
to
the
rich
kids
lost
in
a
bubble
Spray
painting
on
the
streets
and
at
the
subway
tunnels
Write
it
down
and
remember
that
we
never
gave
in
The
mind
of
a
child
is
where
the
revolution
begins
So
if
the
solution
has
never
been
to
look
in
yourself
How
is
it
that
you
expect
to
find
it
anywhere
else
(Verse
2)
Immortal
Technique
in
the
streets,
back
on
the
hustle
Cause
three
strikes
will
get
you
life
for
stuffin
cracks
in
a
duffle
Upstate
behind
steel
gates
intact
in
the
scuffle
Razor
blades
stuck
on
the
side
of
pencils,
hacked
to
your
muscle
But
the
emptiness
is
what
bleeds
you
to
death
when
it
cuts
you
And
its
the
lawyers,
not
the
inmates
scheming
to
fuck
you
Trying
to
fight
the
system
from
inside,
eventually
corrupts
you
But
thats
what
you
get
when
you
put
a
corporation
above
you
And
it's
the
people
that
love
you
that
seem
to
hurt
you
the
most
Sometimes
when
they
die
you
find
yourself
cursing
their
ghost
But
you
make
success,
nobody
delivers
your
fate
Sometimes
you
give
and
you
take
Since
prehistoric
vertibrates,
crawled
out
of
the
lakes
And
thats
the
truth
about
life
Or
to
do
it
to
ghetto
and
your
car,
rims,
and
your
ice
Because
even
though
we
survived
through
the
struggle
that
made
us
We
still
look
at
ourselves
through
the
eyes
of
people
that
hate
us
But
I'm
going
to
make
it
regardless
of
the
trumped
up
charges
And
semi-automatic
barrages,
that
empty
the
cartridge
Post-traumatically
scar
kids
that
try
to
be
brave
Because
niggaz
backstab
each
other
just
to
try
to
get
paid
Turn
cannibal
like
nights
during
the
crusades
Afraid
of
responsibility;
addicted
to
greed
Beating
their
girls
purposefully
losing
a
seed
As
if
we
were
bound
to
the
destiny
we
used
to
recieve
(Hook)
I
used
to
wonder
(I
used
to
wonder)
about
people
who
don't
believe
in
themselves
But
then
I
saw
the
way
that
they
portrayed
us
to
everyone
else
That
cursed
us,
then
only
see
the
worst
in
ourselves
Blind
to
the
fact
the
whole
time
we
were
hurting
ourselves
I
used
to
wonder
(I
used
to
wonder)
about
people
who
don't
believe
in
themselves
But
then
I
saw
the
way
that
they
portrayed
us
to
everyone
else
That
cursed
us,
then
only
see
the
worst
in
ourselves
Blind
to
the
fact
the
whole
time
we
were
hurting
ourselves
I
used
to
wonder
{*echo*}
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