Everyday.

The rumble of bass begins to crumble the earth, as gaping fissures violently erupt beneath what you thought was safe ground to walk on. You attempt to run, knowing in the back of your mind that escape is futile. You may find yourself hustling momentarily at times, possibly even trying to stick to a loose schedule. Everyday we're hustlin', hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'...

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