Don't hustle old people.
quote by John Burns
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You Gotta Get Up, And Get Away... Boy!
You gotta get up,
And get away...
Boy.
The beating of the streets has aged,
And...
You like repeated.
You gotta get up,
And get away...
Boy.
The beating of the streets has aged,
And...
You like repeated.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
Between sunsets...
There you are,
At that spot you've got.
And,
You hustle...
To get a buck.
And hustle.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
Between sunsets...
There you are at that spot you've got.
And you hustle...
To get a buck.
But you can't give that hustle up?
From noon until dawn,
You hustle,
And you can't give up...
Your hustle,
To get a buck!
From noon until dawn,
You hustle,
And you can't give up...
Your hustle,
To get a buck!
The beating of the streets has aged,
And...
You like repeated.
You gotta get up,
To get away...
Boy!
You gotta get up,
To get up!
You gotta get up,
To get away...
Boy!
You gotta get up,
To get up!
You gotta get up,
To get away...
Boy!
You gotta get up,
To get up,
You gotta get up,
To get up.
You gotta get up,
To get up.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pull Me Up
Pull me up,
From feeling stuck in bad luck.
There is nothing rougher,
Than believing life's too tough!
Pull me up.
From feeling stuck in bad luck.
I'm tired of a hustle bustled,
Just to repeat rust.
Pull me up...
I'm tired of the rush,
That's made a rut too deep to cuss.
Enough 'is' enough.
Pull me up...
I am tired of the hustle.
Pull me up...
I've grown too tired of the rush.
Sick and tired of my muscles used,
To produce rust.
Pull me up...
I'm tired of the hustle.
Tired of my muscles used to produce rust.
Pull me up!
Enough 'is' enough.
I'm tired of a hustle bustled,
Just to repeat rust.
Pull me up!
Enough 'is' enough.
I'm tired of a hustle bustled,
Just to repeat rust.
Pull me up!
No more beating am I needing.
Pull me up!
No more beating am I needing.
Nor will I continue,
To choose that as a greeting.
Pull me up!
Enough 'is' enough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tilt Ya Head Back
Somebody gimme a bass line
Yeah that's tight
Jay drop the drums right here
Think we missin' something dog, I got it
Put some horns right here
Ooooohhhh that's right
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ha oooooohh
Give her what she wants ooooohhhh ha
Give her what she wants oh give her what she wants
[CHRISTINA]
I see you looking, at what you see
Boy, now don't be shy ain't nothin' but facin' opportunity
[NELLY]
She's right you know, (uh, hah) She's right (ahh)
(Man) She's right you know, (uh, hah)She's right(owwww!)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that i see
You came here looking for me
But I don't do this type of thing all the time
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
Got a liitle bit, can't i get a little bit (yeah yeah)
And i don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Yake it down now
Bring it back up slowly
[NELLY]
Now situations, girl they often change
Listen to me
Sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad
But who's to blame?
[CHRISTINA]
He's right you know, (uh, hah) He's right (ahh)
(Baby girl) He's right you know, (uh, hah) He's right (oww!)
[NELLY]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that I see
You came here looking for me
But i don't do this type of thing all the time (yeah)
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
Got a little bit, can't I get a little bit (yeah yeah)
And I don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, Yeah.....
[CHRISTINA]
You've got some nerve,
Thinkin your so--
I got a little bit of that, a little bit of this
Little bit of rap, with a little bit of bitch
[NELLY]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that I see
You came here looking for me
But I don't do this type of thing all the time
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
[NELLY]
Got a little bit, can't I get a little bit (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
And I don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
[CHRISTINA]
Hey ohh ohhhh yeah oh Nelly
Nelly, Nelly you make me so sweaty baby
Yeah ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, oh
song performed by by Nelly
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Tilt Ya Head Back Ft. Christina Aguilera
Nelly: Somebody give me a bass line...
yeah that's tight...check...
drop the drums right here...
i think we missing something though.
Christina: mmmmm yeah yeah
Nelly: put some horns right here
Christina: thats right
N: oh do it again.
C: yeah yeah yeah ha ah oh ooh
N: give it what you got
C: alright
N: give it what you got
C: ooh ha
N: give it what you want, go'n give it what you got.
C: i see you lookin uh like what you see?
boy now don't be shy,
ain't nothing but facing opportunity.
N: she's right you know,
C: ah ah
N: she's right,
C: yeah
N: man she's right you know,
C: ah ah
N: she's right.
C: oww
N: you stand there looking at me
C: at me
N: i stand here looking at you
C: at you boy
N: you know exactly whats on my mind yeah
C: its just the way that i see,
N: to see
C: you came here looking for me,
N: but uh uh
C: but i don't do this type of thing all the time,
N: oh you want me to
C: come here boy ah
i got a little somethin' for ya
N: got a little bit
can i get a little bit yeah yeah
C: and i don't know
N: i don't know what it is
but i just wanna get to know ya
alright, alright yeah.
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
N: Now situations girl they often change,
listen to me,
sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad,
but who's to blame? hee
C: he's right you know
N: uh uh
C: he's right
N: oh baby girl
C: he's right you know
N: uh uh
C: he's right
C: oow
N: you stand there looking at me
C: at me
N: i stand here looking at you girl
C: at you boy
N: you know exactly whats on my mind yeah
C: its just the way that i see,
N: to see
C: you came here looking for me,
N: but uh uh.
C: but i don't do this type of thing all the time yeah
N: oh you want me to
C: come here boy uh
i got a little somethin' for ya
N: got a little bit
can i get a little bit yeah yeah
C: and i don't know
N: i don't know what it is
but i just wanna get to know ya
alright, alright yeah.
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
N: everybody just
C: hustle for me, hustle N: hustle
hustle for me, hustle N: hustle
hustle for me, hustle N: hustle
hustle for me yeah
C: so you've got some nerve,
thinking you're soo
got a little bit of dat
little bit of this
little bit of rap
with a little bit of bitch yeah
N: you stand there looking at me
C: at me
N: i stand here looking at you girl
C: at you boy
N: you know exactly whats on my mind yeah yeah
C: its just the way that i see,
N: to see
C: you came here looking for me,
N: but uh uh.
C: but i don't do this type of thing all the time
N: you want me to
C: come here boy uh
i got a little somethin' for ya
N: you got a little bit
can i get a little bit yeah yeah
C: and i don't know
N: i don't know what it is
but i just wanna get to know ya
alright, alright yeah.
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: hey ooohh oooh oooh yeah yeah ha
N: give it what you want, give it what you want
C: oh nelly
nelly nelly you make me so sweaty baby
yea ye yea ye yea ye yea ye yea oh.
song performed by by Nelly
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Intoxicated Love
'What's love got to do with it? '
Tina?
Tina, Tina, Tina?
Anna Mae Bullock,
You are a head 'Turner'
But...
At one time...
When I thought of life,
As a hustle.
To produce pennies, nickles
And now worthless dimes.
Love,
As I knew of it then...
Was a waste of time.
And the furthest thing from my mind.
Seeking that hustle,
With hopes to muscle up respect.
What I did get was dwindling change.
And a pinch to remind me,
Of my adopted hopelessness.
Today,
I feed on it with such a greed.
I feel I must steal love.
Without guilt to please my wants and needs.
Intoxicated I find my mind,
With this stolen love.
Intoxicated love has found me,
Cleared eyed and freed of that hustle bustled.
'What's love got to do with it? '
With me?
So much I can't get enough of it.
And blessed that God has given this gift!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Decline of the West
Now it is not good for the Christian's health to hustle the Aryan
brown,
For the Christian riles, and the Aryan smiles, and he weareth the
Christian down;
And the end of the fight is a tombstone white with the name of
the late deceased,
And the epitaph drear: "A Fool lies here who tried to hustle the
East."
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Tilt Ya Head Back
Somebody give me a bassline
Yeah that's tight (uh)
Check, drop the drums right here
I think they missing something though (mmm, hey)
Oh, I got it (yeah)
Put some horns right here, woo (that's right)
Do it again (yeah yeah yeah yeah, ha, ohh ooh)
Give her what she want (alright), give her what she want (woo, ha)
Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want
Christina:
I see you looking, uh
Like what you see
Boy, now don't be shy
Ain't nothing but facing opportunity
Nelly:
She's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ah)
Man, she's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ow)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Nelly:
Now situations, girl
They often change (listen to me)
Sometimes for the good (eh)
Sometimes for the bad, but who's to blame
Christina:
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right (oh, babygirl)
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right, ow
Nelly:
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
(Everybody just)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, yeah
Christina:
Said, you've got some nerve
Thinking you're so
I got a little bit of that (that)
A little bit of this (this)
A little bit of back (back)
With a little bit of bitch, ah
Nelly:
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time...yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
(You want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Hey
(Give her what she want, give her what she want)
Ooh, ooh yeah yeah, ha
(Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want)
Oh Nelly
(Give her what she want, give her what she want)
Nelly Nelly, you make me so sweaty
Baby, yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
(Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want)
Oh
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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Get Money
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
once upon a time, i ran into dis cat/
mike showed me his life, how it fade to blak/
Dat D-boy hustle was da only thing he saw/
hit da curb, flip a bird, nigga's sellin raw/
my mann had role models...dem ones wit da riches/
dey was ridin on blades and a flock a bitches/
wit da shine in his vision, dat life so exsqusite/
da game had him gassed up afta a couple visits/
he was ready 2 prove mann/ dat he was dat dude mann/
da numba 1 hustla, so he got on da move mann/
he hit da mound, pitchin white like he was roger clemens/
gotta phat farm of chickens, da fiends called him russell simmons/
his hustle game was vicious, a hungry lil nigga/
his product movin ridicious, so da packages got bigga/
he copped a topless S 6,5 stones on each fist/
ice out grill 2 chill da sierra mist/
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
now my man jimmy here was different, did things right/
explained his story, how he was winning da fight/
his daddy was a janitor, mama was a nurse/
moved him out da hood, so dey wuld neva see da herst/
drivin dey boy, who got caught in da mix/
he was ridin he tricycle, da boy was only six/
but he grew n da suburbs, got all a's in school/
he was outshinin da whites, since king change da rules/
he started hustlin like his daddy, no job he wouldn't do/
u could see him n da mornin shine'n people shoes/
got a job bussin tables, makin sum chump change/
he was payin 4 college, not drivin in a range/
makin his way thru law school, he made sum friends/
da hard work paid off, cuz he ridin in a benz/
call him betty crocka's husband, cuz he makin dat cake/
dude is livin great, eatin lobsta an steak/
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
da story gets twisted, da game gets funny/
we see who was hustlin who, gettin dat money/
now mike had kisha, da baddest ho eva/
kept her in diamonds, and louie V sweatas/
on da low she got married 2 a lawyer named jimmy/
she was playin him like dat bitch played semmi/
a queen checkd Kings, she played em like chess/
a cold hearted bitch for what she did next/
she gave 5-0 everything, showed mikes hand/
he laid down his pair a nines, headed 2 da can/
Got Jimmy 2 prosecute, mike had jimmy killt/
police found out, kisha smooth as silk/
she got Mike's money, he got life in da cell/
because she married Jimmy's, she got his as well/
da end of da story, we see da real hustle/
she rob both niggas, didnt even flew a muscle/
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
poem by Dis Guy.... His name is Clif
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As I prepare for this next phase in my life, I ask that people continue to offer the prayers that have protected me thus far. I also pray that I will always see those who are not seen and easy to forget in the hustle and bustle of Washington politics.
quote by Artur Davis
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Just Like That
All of my life I had observed those,
Who sacrificed...
In the pursuit of their dreams.
And doing what it took,
It seemed.
Even if that meant forever...
Holding onto that,
Wish
In the hope that it would happen!
Up for days and nights.
Sometimes not having a bite to eat.
Some I knew,
Even slept on streets.
Back then when they had them so strong!
And I have come to admire people like that!
People who attacked their obstacles.
People who aren't seeking standing ovations.
People who aren't seeking a title to bear.
People who wear their dignity and pride.
People who keep their dreams alive inside themselves!
People who may cry and hide their tears.
People who for many years...
Hold on to dreams with a smile!
And I have come to admire people like that.
I have come to admire people like that!
People who care sincerely for others.
And sometimes disregarding their own needs.
Sparing their own they could easily declare.
People like that are not everywhere.
And I have come to admire people like that!
Despite their sacrifices.
Inspite of the fact...
That may have gotten themselves off track.
Inspite of that...
They would fight and struggle,
To get themselves right back to continue...
To shuffle or maintain a bustle to hustle on!
I've come to admire them!
And I aspire to be...
Just like that!
Despite any setbacks,
My dreams should be kept alive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hair and hustle
Dear can you help me for a while?
asked apologetically for a good smile,
’No’ replied a friend, keeping distance mile,
worries all around so can’t smile,
Hounded by worries, sick for while,
how can I offer even forced smile,
pain in her voice Keeping her mild,
mind seized with thought for her child,
She was extremely sorry,
could not afford luxury as money was worry,
situation was tense and she was in hurry,
Mind not working and hand hitting with furry,
I Will do anything for sick child,
can’t remain quite so mild,
I will have to find some means and way,
Still have no hope and no more say,
’hair’ and ‘hustle’ is answer,
What? Hair and hustle,
what is all this about?
Fumed at answer asked, what is this all about? I asked
Explain it dear nothing going in head,
simple may be lines but can not read,
what do they and what it stand for?
Is that all meaning which they stood for?
Raged at the meaning, hair and hustle stood for,
asked again why? What really they meant?
Hair is just trimming as it is learnt,
Hustle is nothing but only business
I have no option but go for child care,
what is meaning hustle and what about hair,
they loose charm and stand nothing,
I may go for it if offered something,
Life of child is so dear
Pain may be more but I may bear,
Many stories appear and I also hear,
child should get care life I fear,
Child if suffers, I will be broke,
can’t bear any such more stroke,
So do not offer any more joke,
Even get angry if some one poke,
Hustle” I found as prostitute,
So mean word and not good substitute,
It was clever ploy on her part not tell truth,
Situation as warranted life not smooth
I remained restless and night whole awoke,
Packets after packets finished for smoke,
Hustle means selling body as she told,
I could not decide whether move was bold,
I learnt later life was living hell,
She did not find as means well,
I was not ready and also not willing,
But helpless as today soul I am killing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Big City Girls
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Late night hustle goin down in the city
A one way street on the wrong side of town
Young and foolish, man dont you know
All we could see were
Ladies in the night, walkin a straight line
Ladies in the night, workin overtime
Ladies in the night, doin the hustle
Ladies in the night, flexin their muscles
Ladies in the night, big city, big city girls
We worked out a deal with some chicks on the corner
Back at the room it was never to be
No one had money and the girls got so uptight
Ladies in the night, walkin a straight line
Ladies in the night, workin overtime
Ladies in the night, doin the hustle
Ladies in the night, flexin their muscles
Ladies in the night, big city, big city girls, so tough
Baby I know, its just what I see
Baby I know, its not what I need
Big city, big city girls
The next thing you know, things got rough, babe
They carved out a warnin with a switch blade knife
The message was clear, if you wanna play, you gotta pay
Ladies in the night, walkin a straight line
Ladies in the night, workin overtime
Ladies in the night, doin the hustle
Ladies in the night, flexin their muscles
Ladies in the night, big city, big city girls
song performed by by April Wine
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One Last
Welcome to reality
you poor little girl
go get your hustle on.
It's all a game
you play so well
calm before the storm.
Tell me princess
what will you do
when your hustle
no longer works for you.
Your beauty will die
from the inside out
live again your lies.
Broken from the life you lived
tears no longer come.
I tried too give you all I could
all you did was run.
Good bye Cinderella
I have played with fire too long.
Still don't think I wont miss you
ever moment you are gone.
When letting go
hurts less then holding on
tell me what too do?
It's really simple
kiss and a huge
I love you good bye
One last tear
One last beer
One last prayer I say
Keep her safe
show her love
help her find the way....
poem by Joseph Caraveo
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The Cargo
As we get poorer,
We accept any gift, grant, loan or help with a glee;
But my words have different sounds to different people.
Is it rumours when you dig up a dead body from the mud?
Iniquity upon iniquity to the cultures of man;
For many people are killed in cold blood and we say nothing.
People drees nicely to churches but,
They are still the workers of iniquity;
Like a conflict of a dream after commodities.
How do we overcome our debts?
You are very young and gifted,
You are very young and talented,
You are very young and educated,
But you are broke without a clue.
Of the hustle and bustle,
Who do i blame when the sun rises?
From a parcel to a luggage before the cargo is sent,
Like the kind of human activities all around us.
What a world that we live in!
When we always expect something from someone;
Iniquity upon iniquity to the cultures of man;
Like the cargo at the harbour.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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How Far Above It Can Not Being Of It Be?
After many decades spent,
Living lives on dwindling cash...
And value placed on cards,
Made of plastic...
Senses seem to be coming back,
To minds lost...
In luxurized strife and hustle.
People are finding,
That a basic life can be lived happily.
And detached from rusting things,
Overtaxed!
To come back to oneself,
With renewed understanding...
Is a gift!
People are finding,
A walk through nature...
Can be relaxing.
A quiet park visited...
Can be more welcomed,
Than the constant sounds of flapping lips.
And people arguing over redundant nonsense.
As if attached to habits no one wishes to break.
People are finding themselves.
Realizing crack addicts,
Dope fiends...
And other reflections of their environments,
Had only been an elevator ride away.
As they tried to rise above it.
But...
How far above it,
Can not being of it be?
And...
How far into the woods,
Can one breathe without a tree?
How far away...
How far above...
How deep below...
Can one go,
To be in this 'experience'...
And not of it be?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Focused. I'm a hustler. And my hustle is trying to figure out the best ways to do what I like without having to do much else.
American Hustle [I Like You]
Amy Adams, Bradley Cooper
from American Hustle (2013)
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American Hustle [Dry Cleaners]
Christian Bale, Amy Adams
from American Hustle (2013)
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American Hustle [He Saved My Life]
Christian Bale, Amy Adams
from American Hustle (2013)
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