I try to find some love from up high There just ain't enough to go around
How you doing, bro? Is New York Holding you up or is it letting you down? I have missed you all heaps And I've re-planted my feet back in the underground
I'm a hustler, hustler I'll never give up the underground
I came back to pay respect To another fallen angel at the old canteen Someone had to float the cash To pay up for the wake and so we all agreed
We're all hustlers, hustlers
I try to find some love from up high There just ain't enough to go around Someone had to pay up for the wakes Taking place down in the underground Oh, come on, I couldn't get up
We're all hustlers, hustlers
I try to find some love from up high There just ain't enough to go around Someone had to pay up for the wakes Taking place down in the underground Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh