Текст песни Eightball and MJG - No Sellout
Eightball and MJG - No Sellout слова песни
[ VERSE 1: 8Ball ]Tell me what`s goin on, damn, I need help to seeI have chains on my brain from the strain of theMental corruption eruptin through this industryAll I see is New York rappers back and forth on BETSee, I`m the first true southern funkadelic preacherDrink a `yac and smoke a blunt and watch it get deeperBut not so deep I have to perpetrate to gain respectInstead of judgin me you need to get yourself in checkAnd I`m not gonna be the wanna-be you want to seeOh no, I cannot sell my soul[ VERSE 2: MJG ]MJG for the Nine-Fo, what`s it gonna be?Another year for the p-i-m-p in the streetYes, it`s me, the one who clocks when it`s time to get explicitIt`s comin from the truth when I kick itSo dear critic, you thinkin on terms of how it needs to beI`m tellin you how it is and what I has to live and what I got to giveTo the ears of the ones who wanna listenSome don`t understand,, so they really don`t know what they`re missinHard times made hard heads in the SouthYou get respect bein real, no sell-out[ VERSE 3: 8Ball ]In `93 I was rappin about my curls and my CadillacThe pimp blast, takin you fast, smokin grass and all thatPlayers got the message, busters didn`t attempt to listenThinkin that we was talkin about that on-the-corner fake pimpinHell yeah, I`m that player from the undergroundAll-black assassin from the neighborhood of Orange MoundThey don`t understand, why, they being societyThe white people who run this nation got somethin against meMe bein a young black male with an educationTeachin this pimpin, so the blacks will one day rule this nationBut every day another brother tries to kill meJack me because of the poverty in communitiesWhere you either have to sell crack or jack, manWhat I`m tryin to stress to you is, don`t step to the fat manBecause today I`m rappin, rockin shows and pullin hoesBut tomorrow I might be on the cut slingin dopeSee, in the studio I`m killin fools vocallyBut if it came down to it, I could do it silentlyFuck the President, the media can quote meListen to them lyrics, fool, I ain`t sellin out, gee[ VERSE 4: MJG ]You gotta be hard in this business, ain`t no suckers, ain`t no sell-outsIt`s the way that you go in it, that`s the way you gonna go outFirst of all: never break up with them hustlers that you started withLong as this happens you and your click won`t accomplish sh...Should`ve thought about it real hardNow how could any group that`s meant to be together be apart?And if you start with a strong mind, think with a strong mindB-u-s-i-n-e-ss timeI`m in the lab, chiefin hay, comin up with goldPimp mobile, hit the reel, let the platinum rollSee, I was taught, not the easy, but the hard wayHustle after hustle after hustle each and every dayI gotta stay down to earth, cause I`m from Orange MoundSee, that`s my hood, understood in the M-TownMemphis-bound players, pimp type, black, strong, young Level-headed Tennesseee, hustlers got it goin onBad to the bone when I roam through the areaCarry a, automatic weapon for my burialWhen it`s all over what it is and what it`s all about?Stay true to your homies and your music, no sell-out