Let me tell you a story about the slave master Use a whip on your ass so you faster You got chains on your neck and the respect You'll work all day but you will never see a check in the field
Cotton you yield, your skin peels off your the crack of the whip, it won't heal Ya wish, you had a 'cause he wields iron So when you act up, he smokes ya and keeps firing and tiring
Forget recreation One wrong move and death you're facing mothafuckaz got the ball and chain On your leg and in the form of religion on your
They say, you the devil, you say, who the Some of us was house niggers, of us was rebels Some tried to get the best they could And didn't nobody use the phrase, all good, would you?
They got you living like a They you pig lips and chicken gizzards then you make a stew They give us a white Jesus to us We talk among ourselves and hope sees us
They had our beating us, called us creations Plus monkeys, they just junkies us The master said, "If you whip 'em, you're dead" It was fucking with his head but he us instead and we bled
Red blood like a flood Then he'd rape mother stick her face in the mud They were ruthless! If you tried to front, be toothless Some to run even though it seemed useless
Virginity was torn, soon babies was That was half white and now his is kind of light You think special, because they let you oversee the carnage? But I bet you will get hung, even if you out your tongue 'Cause they pull out the shank and stick it right your lung
Now it's 96 and white say, forget it, it's all in the past And even regret it 'cause they think we'll set it Now my missions to get So I can raise a black with a true devil And you how that goes
The slave master watching you Always to tell you what the fuck to do The slave master watching you But nothing gonna stop me and my crew
The slave master over you Always trying to tell you what the to do The master watching over you But ain't nothing gonna stop me and my
This is for you trying to get signed Just a little something you should keep in The labels are slave masters, are slaves Don't get too raunchy, they you to behave
You get signed, you're thinking is great But wait you never what was at stake Creative control they withhold, you sell your When you sign on the dotted line hoping to go
But never see that, not without promotion The label'll just throw your shit out and got it You think your shit is but ain't nobody buying it If they ain't heard of it, ain't nobody trying it If they ain't heard of it, your record' they murder it You can complain but they are not a bit
'Cause they signed you, they thought you'd make a hit 'Cause of who you affiliated with and all that bullshit Frustrations, all these and regulations Just so you can have your heard by the nation and be patient
'Cause by the they find a lead release, your shit is ancient You they're working your album? You're mistaken And if you flop, you get dropped, you ain't the star You didn't go pop, just up hip hop, time to get a mop 'Cause without no promotion, of course drop
Peep the break down if cost ten You'll probably only get to see a in the end you cannot spend 'cause your budget gets recouped So you never get cash unless record is shoop
You better you get shows, which will not happen If you don't have a record that's the attraction if you sell a million, you'll get burned 'Cause they keep half your just in case of returns
For a while, you wonder why rappers smile 'Cause to them, not an artist, you're just another file nigger used to make another buck They don't give a fuck and if shit don't blow up, tough
But the star gets promotion and devotion From the fucking staff, at you, they laugh The star don't know that he the house nigger he bigger 'cause he's the, pick of the litter
These think backwards They the acts that need it the least So can get all the money they can when it's released take you to a restaurant for a feast And then you to pick up the check?
That's why I props to niggaz who is independent 'Cause they make they own money, plus decide how to it Splendid and end it and don't get offended
The slave watching over you trying to tell you what the fuck to do The slave master over you But ain't nothing gonna me and my crew
The slave master watching you Always trying to you what the fuck to do The slave master over you But ain't nothing gonna stop me and my