[Intro] The industry's a bunch of fuckin punks!! Here's what they said... Well, ya know Tech, your drum-n-bass might not Go well with uh urban radio, yaknow? And, your orange hair, it's so.. not.. Black, I mean yaknow, you understand what I'm sayin?
[Hook] (x2) They won't play me on - radio, cuz they be on Punk shit daily y'all - industry's a shady one They won't play me on - radio, cuz they be on Punk shit daily y'all - industry's a shady one
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Yo.. yo.. check.. check.. Don't nobody wanna deal with a nigga that got it together For real, and even think his own thoughts Everybody wanna do what everybody else do When the "copycat" is what they been taught I'mma get in the brain of the lame I contain pain, and I'mma give it to the rap game The way you're doin it, the way you're pursuin it You're gonna ruin the feelin, it's a goddamn shame Are you ready for the real? Here we go now Most on the radio can't flow now Everyday I gotta cut the radio down Sound like another Pac or an O-Town We can't have a contest or a showdown With two guys got the same kinda flow sound Tecca Nina; I'm comin to put the mo' down Run up in the record label with the fo' pound Am I too versatile? Cursed to drown in the bowels of the Earth When I'll be first to growl, and burst out the fouls Of the original murderous verse out the mouth Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one winnin the race That's real, I'm speakin to everyone in the place I can deal what ya don't like; the drum and the bass If you can deal with a motherfuckin gun in your face I can't get wit it Record labels in the industry are sick wit it P.D.'s that really don't know a hit for shit Kick the bitch - if you diss my hit, you might get pistol-whipped Catch him in the hall - hit 'em in the jaw Give it to the fans, they can get it all Cuz the industry is punks! - check I'm ready to get crunk I'm comin to straight dump with a pump!
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[Verse 2: Tech N9ne] How many 2Pac's and Jay-Z's and Master P's can they conceive? Cuz they know a few Glocks, three 18's, and master keys'll make 'em bleed How you gonna say Black people won't listen to this and don't listen to that? Like sayin a fool can slang 'caine A fool can gangbang but never will get hit with a gat? You better - get your story straight Cuz I ain't no devil for real - I'm a rebel for real That Tech N9ne is on some other level for real You a pebble to real niggas - songs like "Pyscho Bitch" and "Real Killa" "Einstein", "Niggas" after mill still-a The idiots say black folks won't feel us What you think we dumb? Do we all gotta run when the heat come? Showin original tongue, it'll be fun But the motherfuckers with the bums and the weak ones Suge Knight punked the industry quick That's because most the industry's bitch! Nigga I'm a man, I don't be runnin from nobody We deal with the niggas who trippin and givin us shit Radio won't play the Unk Fay Thought they wanted rap to advance but they Ont Day When I die I'mma aunt hay Every industry's rackin 'em, givin money to the Unk Pay Tech and Technico, dead peo-ple, involved from K.C. to Mex-i-co Strapped with that fat Desert Eagle Run up on the industry and let the heat go!
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[Verse 3: Tech N9ne] You can look into my E-Y-E's and you can see why these Motherfuckers don't wanna see my steez Cuz I'm a killa with lyricals comin down like miracles and I come from a kingdom of humble drums and hums become rumbles I'm the one that begun the unsung Got sprung, now everyone comin in bundles Act like a bitch; treated like a bitch Act like a chump; treated like a chump When the funk jump - what ya gonna want? Ain't gon' want nothin - in the street punk You can run but you can't hide from the riot So you can say that it's dope but I won't buy it You can think Tech N9ne really won't fly But I got a killa ear and a killa eye Def Jam take chances; in my opin-ions They give advances; to the niggas that's really on Universal, Loud, LaFace - that's some of my favorites But the ones who call the shots; most of 'em on some heinous shit That other shit; call your mother, sis, or ya brother bitch Not no lover licks, packin black and fat, blubber shit Yeah the radio dead! - cuz the industry is punks! (punks!) Put the double-barrel to his forehead!
[Hook] (x4)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
