Laid-Back Studios - Music Is My Hustle lyrics

Music Is My Hustle Yo! You remember Music Is My Love yeah? Damn Right... Aha! Rap will never be the same again brudda! But If Im the one to change it... Then f** 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 Identity; We definitely alike.. I'll do it till the d**h of me; while setting Z's alight; I'll be Smoking up a cemetery with pengest weed alie; Cah I am my own entity; 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 who*e 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**hes!) (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**ers 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!