Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Is Wack

(Intro: Tim Dog)
Yeahhhhh.
I wanna get some shit off my chest, off my chest
I wanna get some off my chest, shit off my chest
I wanna get some off my chest

(Tim Dog)
I got this rap shit sewn, locked down, from the to the sky
L.A., all the way to Long I
Who am I? That nigga who be dissin
I be rippin motherfuckers like I'm eatin on chicken
Finger lickin, like I got you out of
Copeland's, Roscoe's, pollo,
Bo-jangles, Popeye's, KFC
Yo MC's ain't got no when they fuck with D-O-G
I'm dramatic, - I'm charismatic
I'm with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)
My people, keepin it real, up your mind
Representin to the fullest, yo I got another
SHOWTIME, pump systems than the Alpine
I bet thinkin to yourself right now what's on my mind (word)
My mind's fed up, yo I'm up
These faggot-ass rappers and these punk gonna get wet up
(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, like they're jiggy
because you rap don't make you a piggy
Who is he? Some unknown sucka from the
a few demos, now you think you got it
Rhymin like Nas (what) lookin Treach (word?)
Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker catch (ha!)
Sayin Def gonna sign you
You betta get a job and that bullshit behind you, WORD
You got motherfuckin nerve
I shoulda yo' ass on the god damn curb
But I'ma it all the motherfuckin same
And focus my attention on those in the game
NOW, first you a jam that's hot (hot)
Then you made another then that went pop (pop)
Then you made another then that had flopped
You exactly what yo' ass got, motherfucker!
to run after the whites
You used to Timbs, now yo' ass is in tights
And every I see you, all you wanna do is fight
get mad cause my shit is right, aight?
I'm a motherfuckin man you
You wanna be fake, I gotta be true (word)
You wanna be the next you shoulda been you
Now tell me the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH!

(Chorus 2X: Tim Dog) + (Kool Keith)
All I do is rap
Get some trap, and live life kinda fat, that
But how a man just rap
(When the whole fuckin is WAK!)

(Interlude: Keith)
Yeah, Kool Keith in
That's right, for you wak I got to show, SKILL
Tell you like it is, gotta get shit off

(Kool Keith)
This the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos
are phony, tryin to act like my peoples
TV stars, Mariah Carey, Janet
Her brother Michael, feelin babies for some action
Niggaz like Al Green, you trust Little Richard.
. bitchard
today slept with Rock Hudson
The NBA - your ballplayer's turnin gay
Girls go nut, get attracted wild sex
In big mansions, unsafe sex
Sniffin coke, movie stars in fly cards
has a card, runs a fake business
I'm that O.J. who gives a fuck his case
like Madonna, that devil wearin on her face
You know the has already crossed over sexually
A lot of turned bumblebee
and Gomorr', it's time for information
Half of y'all sick sing at the AIDS
I lay it down clown and take your famous queer
and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart
Girls get caught, take off they heels for they deals
Did you get the BITCH?

Got
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...

(Chorus)

(Tim Dog) up!