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Aniens Electro-Pop - Echoes Of The Hustle Lyrics



Aniens Electro-Pop - Echoes Of The Hustle Lyrics




I'm up before the sun chasing every dime
Gotta make it 'cause the grind don't stop for time
Sweat drips heart beats like a war drum
In the city where the echoes of the hustle come

Pavement scarred with dreams that were never free
Paid the price but it's still got a grip on me
Late nights cold streets man I paid those dues
Now I'm running but the echoes still break through

Tales of the block written in the scars I wear
Every step forward I still feel them in the air
From the slums to the top it's a heavy climb
But the echoes of the hustle stay locked in my mind

The echoes of the hustle can't shake the sound
Every step I take it's like they're pulling me down
But I rise with the rhythm fight for the crown
In the echoes of the hustle I'm still holding my ground

Grew up with nothin' but hunger and drive
Where the strong survive and the weak get swallowed alive
I'm pushing through the pain feel it in my veins
'Cause the echoes of the struggle still call my name

Never had a handout only had a plan
Every setback made me who I am
Late nights in the booth spit the truth in the mic
'Cause the hustle's in my blood and it's giving me life

Lookin' back yeah I hear them streets callin'
But I'm movin' forward never again fallin'
From the alleys to the sky I see the vision clear
But the echoes of the hustle still whisper in my ear

The echoes of the hustle can't shake the sound
Every step I take it's like they're pulling me down
But I rise with the rhythm fight for the crown
In the echoes of the hustle I'm still holding my ground

Every sacrifice every tear I shed
Echoes in my mind the voices of the dead
Fell a hundred times but I'm standing tall
'Cause the hustle never dies I can hear it call
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English

I'm up before the sun chasing every dime
Gotta make it 'cause the grind don't stop for time
Sweat drips heart beats like a war drum
In the city where the echoes of the hustle come

Pavement scarred with dreams that were never free
Paid the price but it's still got a grip on me
Late nights cold streets man I paid those dues
Now I'm running but the echoes still break through

Tales of the block written in the scars I wear
Every step forward I still feel them in the air
From the slums to the top it's a heavy climb
But the echoes of the hustle stay locked in my mind

The echoes of the hustle can't shake the sound
Every step I take it's like they're pulling me down
But I rise with the rhythm fight for the crown
In the echoes of the hustle I'm still holding my ground

Grew up with nothin' but hunger and drive
Where the strong survive and the weak get swallowed alive
I'm pushing through the pain feel it in my veins
'Cause the echoes of the struggle still call my name

Never had a handout only had a plan
Every setback made me who I am
Late nights in the booth spit the truth in the mic
'Cause the hustle's in my blood and it's giving me life

Lookin' back yeah I hear them streets callin'
But I'm movin' forward never again fallin'
From the alleys to the sky I see the vision clear
But the echoes of the hustle still whisper in my ear

The echoes of the hustle can't shake the sound
Every step I take it's like they're pulling me down
But I rise with the rhythm fight for the crown
In the echoes of the hustle I'm still holding my ground

Every sacrifice every tear I shed
Echoes in my mind the voices of the dead
Fell a hundred times but I'm standing tall
'Cause the hustle never dies I can hear it call
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Writer: Manuel Jr. Acuba
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Performed By: Aniens Electro-Pop
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Manuel Jr. Acuba
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