Hustling Poems - Poems about Hustling

My average means I don’t have to take final exams. So my bachelor's degree is a finished product. I cranked it out, all that’s left now is the walk (May 18th). Let’s call it my nearly forgotten masterpiece. My schedule says that I start a 1-year ‘master of public health’ degree in 38 days. It was my mom’s idea. She...

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Moms wondering when her son will come home She don’t realize he now belong to the road Chose his own destiny, a hustler’s life Married the game, she’s a demanding young wife He’s lost sight Throat tight No longer can tell what’s wrong from what’s right Heart now froze No one allowed close He shows no signs of remorse On the outside, he’s young but...

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Everyday our lives is a struggle We toil day and night to make a living. Our survival lies in hardship. Our beds are not of roses The rich can't feel our hustle They don't know our struggles The sun sets on us And when it goes down right before our nose Then We retire for the day. We hustle for shelter We hustle for cash We hustle...

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Hustling keep moving On my ground Doing my thing The day is hot But I must eat In the ghetto Where life is so hard But I got to do What I have to do To earn what it Takes to survive Hustling keep moving I know you know What it means to fight Is not a child's play The survival is the strongest The weak is the...

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So packed and full is the train a lot die trying to taste of its final gain. This journey so full of pain as it seems all that Life can offer is a cane treating its bunch of victims with disdain. But don't give it all up and go off the lane to this cause stay true and sane. In Life priorities, make it the...

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