M.A.B., JAY-Z - My Music Hustle lyrics
[M.A.B., JAY-Z - My Music Hustle lyrics]
My Music Hustle
Real pain for a real nigga
This small world made me feel bigger
When life gives you the blues
Use that pain to make a teal picture!
(ChiYea)
Single parenting must have it's toll
All alone and can't never fold
Cuz when they do then it all unrolls
All of a sudden that kid in the streets
And on patrol
You know, how it go the story pretty cliche
46 shootings in just 3 days
Blame it on the kids
Cuz the little that they know
Everyone forgot everything starts at the home
(ChiYea) it starts with the soul
(ChiYea) next comes the foundation
But that all starts to crumble when
Mom or dad become vacant!
They one must search substance that
Something makes then complacent!
It's in our soul to hustle we
Been that way since the caveman!
Then we came through slaveships
With our past erased and
Now we out here thinking that
We started in the basement
We started at the top the pyramids
We made them now in concrete jungle
We dying all on the pavement! (Trapped)
(Hustle Cain, hustle clothes, or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick)
Close your eyes and tell me
How you view a lunatic
Understand, even that man has
An exclusive gift!
So don't judge anything that
You never have witness
Even that lil youngin who
Lookin like a statistic
Cuz yea it may be true his
Father left him to hustle
But he's his own man give him
A chance he may love you!
It don't make sense everywhere I
See people are muggin!
Trayvon Martin a procuct of this unjustice
System trust me the difference is money
All we know is get it
Whether it's clean or it's ugly
This dirty game, ruby
Is so sick, like stuffy noses sniffing roses
Bouta break apart like Moses!
Give me water, flow hotter
Then the solar, or a sauna!
Cuz Like that youngin u was muggin
We both hustled liked the Carter!
But the only difference wasn't our grind
It's how we used it
He chose to hustle fiends
I chose to hustle music!
Hustle Cain, hustle clothes, or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick)
Real pain for a real nigga
This small world made me feel bigger
When life gives you the blues
Use that painto make a teal picture! (ChiYea)
Real pain for a real nigga
This small world made me feel bigger
When life gives you the blues
Use that pain to make a teal picture!
(ChiYea)
Single parenting must have it's toll
All alone and can't never fold
Cuz when they do then it all unrolls
All of a sudden that kid in the streets
And on patrol
You know, how it go the story pretty cliche
46 shootings in just 3 days
Blame it on the kids
Cuz the little that they know
Everyone forgot everything starts at the home
(ChiYea) it starts with the soul
(ChiYea) next comes the foundation
But that all starts to crumble when
Mom or dad become vacant!
They one must search substance that
Something makes then complacent!
It's in our soul to hustle we
Been that way since the caveman!
Then we came through slaveships
With our past erased and
Now we out here thinking that
We started in the basement
We started at the top the pyramids
We made them now in concrete jungle
We dying all on the pavement! (Trapped)
(Hustle Cain, hustle clothes, or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick)
Close your eyes and tell me
How you view a lunatic
Understand, even that man has
An exclusive gift!
So don't judge anything that
You never have witness
Even that lil youngin who
Lookin like a statistic
Cuz yea it may be true his
Father left him to hustle
But he's his own man give him
A chance he may love you!
It don't make sense everywhere I
See people are muggin!
Trayvon Martin a procuct of this unjustice
System trust me the difference is money
All we know is get it
Whether it's clean or it's ugly
This dirty game, ruby
Is so sick, like stuffy noses sniffing roses
Bouta break apart like Moses!
Give me water, flow hotter
Then the solar, or a sauna!
Cuz Like that youngin u was muggin
We both hustled liked the Carter!
But the only difference wasn't our grind
It's how we used it
He chose to hustle fiends
I chose to hustle music!
Hustle Cain, hustle clothes, or hustle music
But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick)
Real pain for a real nigga
This small world made me feel bigger
When life gives you the blues
Use that painto make a teal picture! (ChiYea)