Independent Hustle
[Intro: *sample*]
“You remember my speaking to you of what I call your over-cautiousness? Are you not over-cautious, when you assume that you cannot do what the enemy is constantly doing?”

[Verse 1: Jake Boots]
Anchorage Alaska north of the globe, close to the Pole
Top of the world, stuck to the flow
Lately, we cold-weather struggling
Arctic flows no record label this independent hustling
I unthawed the permafrost of all permanent publishing
I’ve waited around for long enough, let’s get the ball rolling
My speech bump back of the bеat and the people smiling, ‘causе they all knowing
Tingling from they head to they feet, lullaby for they childrens’ sleep
Anthems for the city streets, increasing my energy every week
I see it now, the stars is lonely, but I’m on my way up
I pause untIl I wake up, I struggle to get my cake up
I fight with beats and then rewrite my speech until we made up, like
You see music’s like my main bitch, no matter how many times we hit
The love’s so thick that she won’t ever try to break up
And nothing could ever ever compare, the crowd could only drop they jaws and stare
Watching Joshua take ‘em there, they was never prepared
I lays it down in the vocal booth then travel to get it, mixed and mastered
Shipped and packaged, then wrapped up in Alaskan plastic
And now I’m hitting ya’ faction, but they can’t throw me
It’s Josh Boots I’m known as Arctic flows one and only
[Chorus: Josh Boots]
‘Cause I recite, nothing but the coldest material syllable spiller, I’m coming through yo’ stereo
And I won’t let it go until I know you’re feeling my position off this written abuse, the rhythm’s getting
I’m on the search for my lyrical relevance
Arctic flow sets the precedents, this be the evidence
I’m representing for my folks that’s left out in the cold
From 10 units to a million sold

[Verse 2: Josh Boots]
Now tell me can you feel it yet? Did I give the shit that made you want me?
Has the Cold Weather Survival Guide intoxicated your party?
While Robert Frost has covered my city for six months in a year
I been hibernated and rhyme awaiting just itching for the snow to clear
Water filtered it liquefied in April and drifted away in May
Clearest summer nights are some of the coldest [?]
And my father wonders why always gone, often roaming
He told me to get a job I said “don’t worry pop, I’m on it”
Artics flows my only promise, I give it my heart and soul
Dearly departed watching it grow, it’s outta control, they [?]
Moving on my goals, taking my chances out on the road
Cracking the shell breaking the mold, fully exposed I could never be slowed
I’m selling this hand-to-hand
I could be looking at you right now like “God damn
It’s 10 bucks, come on man”
What, you ain’t feeling it? Well some of ‘em don’t, most of ‘em will, to those that do
I ripped this outta my mind, just to give it to you
So there you have it I know you’ve cried I know you’ve died I know you tired
Of watching me illustrate this shit, right in front of yo’ eyes
I’m living my life, I’m sick of the lies
Give me the mic I’ll give it a try
My music living and breathing long after my body dies
[Chorus: Josh Boots]
‘Cause I recite, nothing but the coldest material syllable spiller, I’m coming through yo’ stereo
And I won’t let it go until I know you’re feeling my position off this written abuse, the rhythm’s getting
I’m on the search for my lyrical relevance
Arctic flow sets the precedents, this be the evidence
I’m representing for my folks that’s left out in the cold
From 10 units to a million sold

[Outro: *sample*]
“Should you not claim to be at least his equal in prowess, and act upon the claim? I say try. If we never try we shall never succeed. This proposition is a simple truth, and it’s too important to be lost sight of for a moment: if we cannot meet the enemy where he now is, we never can. It is all easy if our troops march as well as the enemy, and it is unmanly to say they cannot do it.”