Текст песни Ultra (Kool Keith and Tim Dog) - Industry is Wak
Ultra (Kool Keith and Tim Dog) - Industry is Wak слова песни
[Intro: Tim Dog]Yeahhhhh..I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chestI wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chestI wanna get some shit off my chest[Tim Dog]I got this rap shit sewn, locked down, from the ground to the skyFrom L.A., all the way to Long IWho am I? That motherfuckin nigga who be dissinI be rippin motherfuckers like I`m eatin on some chickenFinger lickin, like I got you out of Sylvia`sCopeland`s, Roscoe`s, pollo, lo-coBo-jangles, Popeye`s, even KFCYo MC`s ain`t got no wins when they fuck with D-O-GI`m dramatic, emphatic - I`m charismaticI`m down with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)My people, keepin it real, fuckin up your mindRepresentin to the fullest, yo I got another rhymeSHOWTIME, pump more systems than the AlpineI bet you`re thinkin to yourself right now what`s on my mind (word)My mind`s fed up, yo I`m dead upThese faggot-ass rappers and these punk bitches gonna get wet up(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, frontin like they`re jiggyJust because you rap don`t make you a piggyWho is he? Some unknown sucka from the projectsMade a few demos, now you think you got itRhymin like Nas (what) lookin like Treach (word?)Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker can`t catch (ha!)Sayin Def Jam`s gonna sign youYou betta get a job and leave that bullshit behind you, WORDYou got some motherfuckin nerveI shoulda left yo` ass on the god damn curbBut I`ma leave it all the motherfuckin sameAnd focus my attention on those rappers in the gameNOW, first you made a jam that`s hot (hot)Then you made another then that shit went pop (pop)Then you made another then that shit had floppedYou deserve exactly what yo` ass got, motherfucker!Tryin to run after the whitesYou used to wear Timbs, now yo` ass is in tightsAnd every time I see you, all you wanna do is fightDon`t get mad cause my shit is right, aight?I`m a motherfuckin man like youYou wanna be fake, while I gotta be true (word)You wanna be the next when you shoulda been youNow tell me what the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH![Chorus 2X: Tim Dog] + (Kool Keith)All I wanna do is rapGet some trap, and live life kinda fat, that`s thatBut how could a man just rap(When the whole fuckin industry is WAK!)[Interlude: Kool Keith]Yeah, Kool Keith checkin inThat`s right, for you wak motherfuckers I got to show, SKILLTell you like it is, gotta get this shit off[Kool Keith]This ain`t the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedosNiggaz are phony, tryin to act like my peoplesTV stars, Mariah Carey, Janet JacksonHer brother Michael, feelin babies for some rectum actionNiggaz like Al Green, you can`t trust Little Richard.... little bitchardGirls today slept with Rock HudsonThe NBA - your favorite ballplayer`s turnin gayGirls go nut, get attracted havin wild sexIn big mansions, Hollywood`s unsafe sexSniffin coke, movie stars roll in fly cardsEverybody has a card, runs a fake businessI`m that O.J. who gives a fuck about his caselike Madonna, that devil wearin paint on her faceYou know the industry has already crossed over sexuallyA lot of people turned bumblebeeSodom and Gomorr`, it`s time for informationHalf of y`all sick sing at the AIDS FoundationI lay it down clown and take your famous queer crownGlamour and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod StewartGirls get caught, take off they heels for they record dealsDid you get the deal BITCH?Got servedAnd you sayyyyyyyyyyy...[Chorus][Tim Dog] Word up!