Текст песни Ras Kass - The Music of Business, слова песни Ras Kass

Текст песни Ras Kass - The Music of Business

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(Xzibit): Yea. That`s what I`m talking about(Ras K.): Yea(Xzibit): The homie John John up in this motherfucker(Ras K.): Yea(Xzibit): Mr. X to the Z with a public service announcement for all you faggot ass rappers(Ras K.): What`s that?(Xzibit): They think just because a nigga`s rapping with a label behind him, it`s all great(Ras K.): Yep(Xzibit): It`s modern day pimps and hoes going onAsk EPMD, rap is still out of controlCause hip-hop plus glocks = Scott La Rock, Tupac and Biggie SmallsI figure y`all niggaz brawl for lack of protocolNow I`m gonna take matters into my own hands, like masturbationAnother 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle with SatanRassassination: taking heads like decapitation (ching!)Trapped in infatuation (really)? Back up off meKiss my ass. Then wake up n` smell the coffeeSee, when you`re broke and unknown, your baby`s mama clown youYour family down`s you. Don`t want your own kid around youYou ain`t shit. Don`t do shitAin`t gone never be shit. So its quitsTwo video`s later, she`s on your dick (Bitch)When your albums selling, she "Don`t Worry, Be Happy."Bragging to her friends: "That`s just my babies daddy!"And sadly, niggaz start acting like they shit don`t stinkBut wait: you getting cut like the wedding cakeThe music business is straight Mafioso:Jewish, Italiano, and BlackMy BMI/ASCAP platinum placque rap trackBootleg my shit to japan. At Swap Meets, sell my same shit backLong sharks break legs. We break beats state to stateAnd record deals? That shit belong with a fucked up interest rate(Chorus 2x):(Parish Smith sample): Music Please, music please(Color Me Bad Sample): "Why you treat me so bad?"(Parish Smith sample): Music please..music please(Other sample): "I don`t know why baby!"(Xzibit): Just handle your business(Verse 2)It`s sort of like the label is the devil: R&B, Pop, Gospel to Heavy MetalThey make doe pimping the ghet-toLabel mates: different rats in the same rat raceThe production company is the nigga that you learn to hateManagement is your crimy. Your lawyer is your liarAnd when your famous but po`, you set your accountants office on fireIt`s like this: they loan you $1For you just to break even, they stack $10When you finally make one dollar, your profit is Andrew Jack-son ($20)You skinny. They got plenty. The Benjamins? Before you see anyThey getting G`s: big cheese. No Vaseline fucking dope M.C.`s, "so freeze" Call the police chief? It takes a thiefHere`s everything you need to know about the record industry, like a chief.`Cause labels is doing $300,000 deals; Blowing coke smoke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.Not very many, rappers ever see a pennyBut double platinum is two million units. CD`s cost $20.(Too true) So here`s a clue Somebody just make $40,000,000 and it sho` wasn`t you(Chorus 2x):(Parish Smith sample): Music Please, music please(Color Me Bad Sample): "Why you treat me so bad?"(Parish Smith sample): Music please..music please.(Other sample): "I don`t know why baby!"(Xzibit): Just handle your business.Want to know the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?`Cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and thugsall sleep in the same bed togetherRich black niggaz only kick it with other black people with cheddarSame lifestyle: legal or illegalIt be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up with peanutsWhich leads up to this: a high turnover rationGroupies turn tricks and be quick to give fellatio.MC`s get the pussy and fame.Brothers essex floss with a corporate card and charge it to the rappers nameBut the label owners make all the real moneyJust ask David Geffrey, Barry Gordy, Russel, or Puffy (ching, ching!)Business? You don`t get what you deserve. You negotiateAnd everything is renegotiable based on the sales you generateBut hip-hop fans don`t buy albums, and, then again, tend to player hateThe rapper that went Pop. But before this, I never knewSkills don`t pay the mother fucking bills. Money doIs you stupid? How nice I represent don`t pay rentThe R&B ho who jock Theo on the radio buy your CD doe.Rap magazines be screaming they keep it realbut keep it fake on the coverPulling tennis shoe and clothing advertisements. No wonderLike Common "I Used to Love H.E.R."Now I just fuck H.E.R. with two rubbers(Chorus: repeats until end):(Parish Smith sample): Music Please, music please(Color Me Bad Sample): "Why you treat me so bad?"(Parish Smith sample): Music please..music please(Other sample): "I don`t know why baby!"(Xzibit): Just handle your business

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