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Life’s Journey Hustle 2 by Icemill

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Life’s Journey Hustle 2

Afrobeat

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Three corners, whisper stories and a fading sun, Cold wind drags my jacket or so it′s never done.
Hands warm, pockets packed from counting days, But a fire in my chest, how strange these grey waves.
More fresh pies, hope I′m not buzzing through my veins, Lessons from the pavement, falling through the rain.
No receipt for dreams, they call their own path, I stack my hopes like bricks, counting off the map.
Eighteen times I′m not this, I answer every call, Kung fu moves on life, I′m steady on the wall.
Even when the world′s asleep, I clobber my ground, Fast food, prayers, rhymes, dreams on my mind.
I wanna walk it take you, from Toronto to Morocco, Flicks and flashes, take photo, show the glow.
Playing like Mara, scoring past Ronaldo, Winning every league in this story I hold.
I′ve got all the divine right beside me walking, Silent hands that lift me even when I′m talking,
Seen too many slaves before I hit my stride, Under twenty-five but my soul′s been dried.
Child you paid a price, gave breath and fight, I hide my glass and smiles under city lights,
Or shape formula in my hands, cold speech and lies, I don′t just survive, I rise above the crowd.
Pressure makes the diamond, but the streets go tense, No faking smiles, I wear my scars on my chest,
Grinding past the limits where the shadows hide, A lone wolf running hard with faith as my guide.
I wanna walk it take you, from Toronto to Morocco, Flicks and flashes, take photo, show the glow.
Playing like Mara, scoring past Ronaldo, Winning every league in this story I hold.
No refund on the nights I lost my will, But every dance I promise that I′ll seize the day,
From whispered cries to the roar of my name, Built this heart so strong, never chasing fame.
I wanna walk it take you, from Toronto to Morocco, Flicks and flashes, take photo, show the glow.
Playing like Mara, scoring past Ronaldo, Winning every league in this story I hold.
Only play like Mara do, Spinning ever low.
I wanna walk it take you, from Toronto to Morocco, Flicks and flashes, take photo, show the glow.