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The Hustle

The hustle When the sun shines we gotta make hay We all gonna make it someway someday When we make it we gonna celebrate,but we ain't gonna separate the reallers from the hypocrites,the desperate from the culprit. It ain't easy though, because most of us came a long way Some were serious but not devious, some were curious and easily got furious, at the end it was obvious for a successful day They continued digging just to create a broader way The hustle was glorious, full of gracious favours and glamorous stories . They made it, We made it, You made. ©Isaac Asante 2017

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