Lightnin' Rod Brother Hominy Grit Lyrics

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I've got some news you dudes could use
That might help y'all get by
So I thought I'd nonchalantly mention the Hustler's Convention
Taking place at the end of July
It'll be at Hamhock's Hall, winner take all
And only the best can play
Cost you ten grand to get in, but you must continue to win
Or you won't be allowed to stay
They'll be money for the making, bitches for the taking
And all you can shoot, snort, smoke, or drink
And a whole lotta lames will fall victim to the games
Cause only true hustler's can think
Gon' be hustlers galore all trying to score
Traveling by land, sea, and air
They'll be coming to play from New York and L.A
And other points distant and near
They'll start to arrive around eleven fifty-five
At Number 66 Snake Eyes Square
Won't be no cops on this beat, they been paid off real sweet
Why even the mayor done copped him a share
Now I'mma be in charge, of the security men at large
That'll be surveilling the floor
And when the shit hit the fan, just grease the palm of my hand And I'll let y'all slip out the door
Just give me 20% of each earned grand from either you or your man
Subtracted from you total net
And the words "telephone for you" will be y'alls cue
To start easin' from out of the set
Well that's about it, yah and its time for me to split
Now y'all can school me in a week or two
Sport you should make it a bet to land on the set
And let Spoons make his hustler's debut

We had our heads spinning just thinking 'bout winning
But we maintained a silent stare
The main hustler rule is don't blow your cool
So we acted like we didn't care
But I knew this was it as we watched Grit split
Contemplating what all this meant
For i had saved my money like a bee stores honey
Just laying to make this event
Spoons let me know that he was ready to go
So we anted up and split
We went to a south side hotel called the Fires of Hell
And proceeded to cop a lil' bit