– new york city hustler –

Tough nights, tall lights –

under one big, bad moon…

street walk, slick talk –

got so little to lose… he

rubs his hands with a certified thirst; you

best beware ’cause you might get hurt, ’cause the

city did raise him, risks he’s takin’

while he’s taking you.

~

Natural born hustler –

what a New Yorker he is.

Candy for his customers –

what a sweet life he lives.

More than survival on the concrete, the

art of dodgin’ like I’ve never seen, a

natural born hustler –

what a New Yorker he is.

~

~

D.J. Whisenant

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