The Hustle

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Marah - Pop

The Hustle

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Burn off the morning smog with heat that's blazing from my rush I'm paying dearly for this flash of light I have become I can't just hold my breath and stop a pulse I'm not controlling So I hit the pavement as the hustle breaks into a run We're in the hustle now and there's violence in its techno heart Bleeding our brothers, lovers, others into faded scars Good luck believin' now the gears are turning down beneath us She'll use my blurry dawn to mine the gold that's underneath us I heard a rumor that time Is really just a lion that barks in your mind Ain't no reason Dealin' the hustle now, its jivey talk is so confusing Can't turn the music down to silence out the rest of yous No time for real it's goin' to carve you up like bayonettes Into a rollin' dawn of modernist art loneliness This motion in the street This watchin' my anger There's hell enough to pay For smilin' I heard a rumor that time Is really just a lion that barks in your mind Ain't no reason I'll leave the hustle one day when I can't do it no more good Slip the brown bag from my bottle and fill it with my master's gold Cleaned up like a God inside some Port Authority urinal Claim me a country hill and a woman with which to grow old

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