Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling But I can’t seem to catch a dime Take a little hit and I lose the time I took the man and his horse And ran before he looked up I said the light’s gonna change But I’m calm and feeling warm Now I’m sticking out my hands And feeling weightless again You got to push got to shove Got to eat before they eat me Got the crown and the cup Got to write to my family Say "I’m calm and feeling warm" Not quite there but I’m close And it’s a world of a difference Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling But I can’t seem to catch a dime Take a little hit and I lose the time Got the worst all behind me Yeah they’ll never be able to find me I’m the king of the city I’m a roach and they’re all primates This is meal time Real life I’m not gonna fight No I’m not gonna start a war I’ve been right I’ve been wrong My smokes have come and gone I’ve been crazy been fed Enough to not wind up dead And I’m lonely My eyes have been closed to the world ’Cause the world’s got nothing for me Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling But I can’t seem to catch a dime Take a little hit and I lose the time Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling Yet again I’m hustling hustling hustling

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson évoque le combat quotidien de quelqu'un qui se démène sans relâche, mais peine à en récolter les fruits. On y ressent une tension entre l'envie de progresser et la frustration de ne pas y parvenir, malgré tous les efforts fournis. Le protagoniste semble naviguer entre désespoir et espoir, tout en prenant du recul sur sa situation et en cherchant à maintenir un certain calme intérieur. Dans un monde qui paraît impitoyable, il décrit une dualité entre la survie et la solitude, où il doit se battre pour ses rêves tout en observant une réalité parfois cruelle. C'est un reflet des luttes que beaucoup peuvent rencontrer dans leur vie quotidienne, où les ambitions et les défis se côtoient constamment.