Rocket Surgeons – Hustle

Official video for the song “Hustle” by Rocket Surgeons. Just got picked up in 933KTCL’s HOMETOWN FOR THE HOLIDAYS TOP 10 for 2019! #HTFTH #HTFTH2019 SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/track/5X1jZL…

Featuring dance performances by (in order of appearance): Brigit High, Shavon Woolfolk, Mia St. Clair and Na’jean Thomas. See end of video for additional credits. Music written, recorded and produced by Rocket Surgeons. Mixing by Ross Ryan & Russell Hedman. Mastering by Ross Ryan. Special thanks to musicians who helped us out: Lex Champito, Marcus Spitz, Kyle Etges, and Tom Capek @ Colorado Sound! ABOUT THE VIDEO: The scenes depicted in Hustle are a metaphor for the struggle of artists in American life. Within the pressures of life, creatives find themselves trying desperately to please the small group of people that control the system. Despite delivering incredible performances, performers are judged heartlessly and often even menacingly. From a young age, artists are constantly pressured to abandon their creative dreams and become cogs in the machine the serves the power-holders. Sometimes they are forced to do so, as depicted in the “branding sequence” where an artist is transformed into a mindless servant. The video ends with an anticipation of a day of reckoning where artists triumph and those who condemned them find themselves defeated.

LYRICS: Hustle, Everybody show a little hustle, baby, Hustle, Everybody show a little hustle, hustle. Father, must I hustle? I’m weary every day My soul is out of muscle, the piper must be paid, Well, I came in the game aiming at fame, But found nothing but famine and failure, Abandoned my fallen façades and the fraudulent gods that the industry sells ya, So hell yeah, I hustle, three of my fingers high, I’m scoping out the cornucopia looking for weapons ‘lest you wanna try, I’m reppin my district, I’m reppin my crew made of marvelous misfits, I’ll never be muzzled, I hustle the infinite puzzle that we must exist in. Hustle, Everybody show a little hustle, baby, Hustle, Everybody show a little hustle, hustle Show a little hustle, Hustle, hustle. We give em a hit of the rap rock when the track drops, Lyrics more killer then crack rock, We lay them all out on the blacktop, The mile high city the backdrop, We locking it down like like a padlock, It’s funny, there’s plenty you rapper but none of you hustle like us for the jackpot, So blast off, Load up the Rocket, it’s Surgery time, I’m blowing the roof on arenas and scheming to shoot enemies from the sky, I’m knocking an arrow, I’m knocking a beat and I’m knocking you scarecrows, I’m not gonna lie got a lot on the line when you grinding to topple these pharaohs. Hustle, Everybody show a little hustle, baby, Hustle, Everybody show a little hustle, hustle Show a little hustle, Hustle, hustle. If you got nothing to show then show a little hustle, Lift you up with me let’s … If you got nothing to show then show a little hustle, Lift you up with me let’s hustle, hustle.