I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day 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 you's 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 living so devilish, shit I remember I was just like you Smoking blunts with my crew, flippin' over 62's 'Cause GED 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 nicks went for 20 down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock 19 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, he wasn't tryin' to hear it Smoking mad Newports 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 more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day 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-TEC's to take over this projects They call him Two-TEC's, he tote two TEC's 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 lounging, black Sitting back, counting 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 more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani 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 mould her now Trick a little dough buying young girls fringes Dealing with the dope fiend binges, seeing syringes In the veins, hard to explain how I maintain The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange Breaking days on the set, no sweat Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet But when that dry, bagging five at a time I can clock about nine on the check cashing 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 got a TEC with air holes And that's just how the shit go in the struggle, mothafucka Hah, come on, what you say? I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle Junior M.A.F.I.A. right Yeah, rock on, woo! Biggie Smalls, right