Best Hustler Poems

The sun is really high and hot;
his three-day shirt is all wet.
He carry academic papers in his file;
every day he walks for more than a...

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He stumbled in, as drunk as sin
with a limp and a nose full of red
He ordered cheap gin, and the blood dripped in
As he raised...

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Hustling on point
No time to waste
On the go
On the move
Money on my mind
I care less 
About all else...
The hustler...

Love makes life 
Go round and round
So...

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Every hustler has fallen.
Cracks in the concrete is how the streets are watching.
Calling me back, i thought i closed that door?
Slipping into darkness heating up...

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Because my brilliant hooks read indirect,
But bait directly one illiterate,
They likely slip stripped fish-net intellect,
Thus, now, I’ll lure completely different:
Just like the redwood trees that...

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I was a man, a cold blooded drunk, as they come.
I lived my whole life in a little house on my dad’s farm.
A broke hustler...

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Whether you love me 
Or just love what I do for you
You are a blessing.
You are a legend
To me you are an icon
I don't know...

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My name is Keisha..
I am in love with myself
I don’t need anybody else
I do everything on my own anyway
I do what I want no matter...

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The Skyscrapers are so high; they seem to pierce the cerulean sky
Transpired by all those neon lights
So many have succumb to the city’s plight
People are...

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Could i ever fill my father's shoes,
I don't know for i never knew the man whom 
belonged to the shoes i was supposed to fill,

He...

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Dreamers Dream
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Fr. Time, thanks for coming back again today.

Well now, you know I always have plenty of time
for Dr. Glory!

Thank you for that rather cloying and...

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It is not as simple as merely changing one's name
You must understand the cauldron before that came
And the hustler's hair caught fire burning into red...

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The Hustler 
 
sun up ~ to sun .... down
racking ~ stacking ~ busting ...balls 
cues to leaving   ....  fast
  ...

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Never give up, won't call me a quitter
My heart's like soap water, so nasty and bitter
Do it big, call me gigantic, it's going down, Titanic
Got...

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