15. Modern Man's Hustle
The first time I met the Devil was at a Motel 6 She left Hell to spend a weekend on Earth just for kicks Sexy little bitch, shorter than expected About five-foot five big an' thick in the breast and thighs Beautiful, dark eyes a strong stare Large lips, soft hands and long hair I said Ill make you smile for the simple fact Im good at it Ill make you smile just so I can sit and look at it, [Chorus 2x] I will show you all you need to know You must hold on to anyone that wants you And I will love you through simple and the struggle But girl you gotta understand the modern man must hustle Who cares what Jane says She always spits the same spit Id rather kill the radio and listen to the rain hit Little sister needs seclusion Somehow she'll discover it through the pop music Got used to the feeling of falling But you'll never see her following Bouncing back and forth between the healing and the hollering Riding the outer ring of your own private saturn Thoughts scattered all across the grey matter Little baby doll, she doesnt know what to say to yall The patience is short and of course the pride is way too tall Break it all smash the past like it was made of glass Aint no other way to make it last It hurts to watch Lucy lose the dream Ive had the pleasure of seeing our hero kick and scream And when she calms down Ill turn the sound down And put my arms around the little lost and found And Ill tell her that [Chorus 2x] Hush little lady dont say a word All the rest of the village gonna know your disturbed And if you let em know that your vulnerable Then there aint no stoppin (high) before they open you slow Im a chapter in you text book Read me like a check book Mistook love at first sight for a sex look Enough of the blind mans bluff I want the good stuff Trying to hook up a full belly and a foot rub The moderns man hustle, i dig it I shovel Feed me ya troubles and need me to cuddle Bundle up in my mitten and coat As cold as it get Ill keep your winter afloat So let the snow fall (its comin down) She doesnt want to understand why I still come around She look at the mirror she dont see what I see She holds no history of how precious she be Lay your head on my chest speak of this stress Kick your feet up and rest before we clean up the nest I hate to see you upset, it cramps the position And if you didnt know you better listen cause [Chorus 2x]
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