Hustler - 5 To 9 Lyrics
Have u ever worked 9 to 5, like my 9 to 5?It comes and it goes like it's a surprise.Ghetto laps, I was made to go round and round,Now nothing's more imp. to me than the hip hop beats,And it's sound that surrounds.Next race, and this one's a highway,I see flashin’ lights coz I'm entering the freeway.Karma, my weapon,Is my only camouflage,Nothing is second,Coz m a shining star.A will to make it happenAnd I just won’t stop,Boys around surround me while they are clapping,To the glorious beats of hip-hop.Yeah I got the beats, I got the lines,Feel the power of the bars, with my rhymes.Sleep for a moment, while I work out,A hustle on my way for a smooth smoke out.Nothing, now nothing can suffice me,If u don’t believe, go ahead and try me.I've started with my demo, coz it's high time, I amplify this heat.9 to 5 wasn’t working for me, so I worked 5 to 9,Now I'm waiting for a deal.Blessings on my way and holy waters rain this time,This is all I have with a varied bass line.Working all day and to suffer every second?Every second I went thru d pain,Coz my life just won't stop wreckin'.Goodness in my life were just few moments,Now I lost them even as a memory, coz everyhting’s *****in' broken.Sleeping with anger and disgust,I don’t wanna talk about it,I wanna million bucks,By selling the idea about it.Like a nomad in this city, I've come from the grassroots of New Delhi. You don't know what it's like to struggle for a dime, I did it all and fought to struggle forA life 5 to 9. You are not like me, u must have done this once, think of d massacre if there was a reoccurrence. This is new, brand new, hip hop with theBase, it's a life cycle, so nothing goes waste.I don’t care if u try to weaken me... I've done this once... I'll do it again, even when m asleep I'll find d strength in me... spent my whole life doin' 9 to 5... so I go underground working 5 to 9... coz m done with my life now I need a record deal sign.I was doped, I broke, I couldn't get by 9 to 5 n I was a joke... what to say what to do... he can’t get by wid the *****ing daily blues... a true rapperIs an artist expressing himself... rolling in high speeds, waiting till the very end... I got hash that's pure... my life is made, now u know whatMy heart feels like that's y it's drug money I chase...Just wanted to love, now imagine what I have,What goes around comes back around,N this is a circle of life, remember that!For all you who didn't give it to me,It comes back around,Don’t expect a turn around spree...It's not that easy as I thought it would be,But I suppose this is how the splits are meant to be.You only know how to split it coz u can’t dig it,That's my style, watch me go far wid it.I’m a hustler and I can code it,My shipments are secure coz I wrote it.Everything's in motion when it's my deal,I’m a hustler and I know how to carry out my meals. The distributions r necessary, the priority is primary... I got nothing for ya,Except some pity. You can't make it thru the way I do it, whatever I say, I can, coz I don't want to prove it.My sign is on special places and is enough for me to get high, I spend time at bars alone and drink enough just to get by. Sitting in cafes alone, I neverWanted it, now you cry in misery and don’t come after me wanting it. Music is my love and life, I don’t care if u think it's lifeless,For me it's living and yeah it's priceless.***** that chord man,Coz I got no money to record,All I got is a song written n ready to dedicate to y'all...9 to 5 being my life and I get retarded.I go for 5 to 9 as my rehab, they think I'm weakhearted.
