letra de music is my hustle - clarky
music is my hustle
yo!
you remember music is my love yeah?
d-mn right…
aha!
rap will never be the same again brudda!
but if im the one to change it…
then f-ck it…
verse 1:
there was once a time i said music is my love; but
now i got another, the loving’s just getting tough!
now music’s just a lover; i ain’t doing her enough;
it’s like i’m doing her for nothing; &my writers block is stuck!
music’s my ident-ty; we definitely alike..
i’ll do it till the death of me; while setting z’s alight;
i’ll be smoking up a cemetery with pengest weed alie;
cah i am my own ent-ty; the best proceeds my lines…
right now i’m meant to be; meant to be-alive!
like obama meant to leagalize weed for guys in dc..
you can’t always believe your eyes;
it’s an demonized world that’s why i trust my evil mind..
& i trust that music is the way for me.. like an outlet…
& so; if you wondered why my album werent out yet
here yarhh beeatchh!! this is clarky’s outset!!
they said i wouldn’t make it; but… check what is now said!
hook:(x2)
music is my hustle fam i do this for the pay!
music is my struggle; lyrics represent the pain!
music’s still my lover; i been doing her from day!
raising levels every step along the way!
verse 2:
evidently… nothing will prevent me;
my story’s never ending; and muse is relentless!
try-contend me-win or lose; you’re defenceless to my art!
i am smart; i, put my heart in every sentence!
i love what i do like a wh0r- does….
yeah it’s hard work; and, all nighters leave me sore but;
i am slowly-open-ing more doors towards tours; and
sure enough.. i still come home and want more blud!
wars tough; fighting… trying.. to-decide-between..
-sleeping and; my dreams, im deprived! there’s
sleep up in my eyes; i just wanna be asleep cah im tired; but
if i should fall asleep; then, my dreams’ll be conspired! yo
i say i ain’t afraid to; admitt, when i’m done; but
i ain’t too proud to announce ‘i’m back!’ ; cah, –
this whole game’s changed it dont sound like rap! and- ‘
-i-don’t-want-my-fans-to-ask-me ‘why i sound like that’ (fake b-tches!)
(hook)
verse 3:
yeah some days i might mind the stress.. that’s…
just one day; by the time the next;
day’s started, i might mind slightly less..
if my eyes are red you know i’m high or.. vexed!
i feel like.. ‘i know what i’m on..’
im tired’a tryna think of insufficient different moves! (narh!)
i warn message my don; tell him later ring me too; (cah!)
he knows what i’ve done; and, i dun’kno he would bring me through! (never the less!)
but, i’d forever regret; not, using my own back..
i’m here to let them know that; clarky want the throne back!
most stay the same; i changed the game with a notepad…
i did it no slack; on my rapping; dough stacking till i own rap!
k!llers moves! run up; slug the judge; then jury
and solicitor dudes -maybe then i’ll get my video’s-
-through to jamal; and, let them-see;
if i had an s-b; i’d-get-a million views!
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