Da Hustle
Sometimes life just seems too tough
Gettin whats got is never enough
The road is rocky, the road is rough
But dat dont stop da hustle
Sometimes the tears, they blur my vision
The yellin and screamin, I cant seem to listen
Tryin ta finish da puzzle, but pieces is missin
But dat dont stop da hustle
Despair, struggle, hopes, dreams
Lies, cheats, un-savory things
Unloyal misfits on my team
But that dont stop da hustle
What may stop da hustle, my dyin breath
Taken with me, the secrets ive kept
Wishin a different hand was dealt
But dat dont stop da hustle
Da hustle is the key to life
The door is war, pain, and strife
Blood, sweat, tears, and deaths
But dat dont stop da hustle
Copyright © Monica Nealy | Year Posted 2009
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