nasty house

In the shadows where the hustlers roam, Nasty House, where I carved out my throne, Paid the cost, turned my pain into profit, From the block to the top, never stop, I'm a prophet. Three grams to the face, got my mind in a haze, Lacing the game, watch the weak ones get razed, Dark nights, bright dreams, I’m the spark in the gloom, Real recognize real, I’m the light in the room. Battles fought with the heart of a lion, Warrior spirit, through the struggle, I’m flying, From the dirt to the diamonds, I rose like the dawn, With the weight of the world, but my vision stays strong. In a world full of snakes, I’m the king of the jungle, Got my eyes on the prize, never fumble, never stumble, Nasty House, it's the label that raised me to boss, In the game for the win, never counting the cost.