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 5 foot 5, big and thick in the breast and thighs

Beautiful, dark eyes, a strong stare

Large lips, soft hands and long hair

I said I'll make you smile for the simple fact I'm good at it

I'll make you smile just so I can sit and look at it

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 got to understand the modern man must hustle

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 got to understand the modern man must hustle

Who cares what Jane says? She always spits the same spit

I'd rather kill the radio and listen to the rain hit

Little sister needs seclusion some how she'll discover it through the pop music

Got used to the feeling of falling, but she'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 doesn't know what to say to ya'll

The patience is short and of course the pride is way to tall

Break it all smash the past like it was made of glass

Ain't no other way to make it last

It hurts to watch Lucy lucid dream

I've had the pleasure of seeing our hero kick and scream

And when she calms down I'll turn the sound down

And put my arms around the little lost and found and I'll tell her that

Hush little lady don't say a word

Or the rest of the village gonna know you're disturbed

And if you let them know that you're vulnerable

Then there ain't no stopping how far they open you slow (yo yo yo)

I'm a chapter in your textbook read me like a checkbook

Mistook love at first sight for a sex look

Enough of the blind man's bluff

I want the good stuff

Trying to hook up a full belly and a foot rub

The modern man's hustle I dig it, I shuffle

Feed me your troubles and need me to cuddle (come on)

Bundle up in my mitten and coat

As cold as it gets I keep your winter afloat

So let the snow fall (it's coming down)

She doesn't want to understand why I still come around

She looks at the mirror, she don't see what I see

She holds no history of how precious she be

Lay your head on my chest, speak of the 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 didn't know you better listen (you better listen cause)