Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Is Wack

(Intro: Tim Dog)
Yeahhhhh.
I wanna get some off my chest, shit 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 rap shit sewn, locked down, from the ground to the sky
L.A., all the way to Long I
Who am I? motherfuckin nigga who be dissin
I be rippin motherfuckers like I'm eatin on some
lickin, like I got you out of Sylvia's
Copeland's, Roscoe's, pollo,
Bo-jangles, Popeye's, KFC
Yo ain't got no wins when they fuck with D-O-G
I'm dramatic, - I'm charismatic
I'm with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)
My people, it real, fuckin up your mind
to the fullest, yo I got another rhyme
SHOWTIME, pump more systems the Alpine
I bet you're thinkin to yourself now what's on my mind (word)
My fed up, yo I'm dead up
These faggot-ass rappers and these punk gonna get wet up
(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, like they're jiggy
Just because you rap don't you a piggy
Who is he? Some unknown from the projects
a few demos, now you think you got it
Rhymin like Nas (what) lookin like (word?)
Beats mad (woo!) hooker can't catch (ha!)
Sayin Def gonna sign you
You betta get a job and leave that bullshit behind you,
You got some motherfuckin
I left 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 made a jam hot (hot)
you made another then that shit went pop (pop)
Then you another then that shit had flopped
You deserve what yo' ass got, motherfucker!
Tryin to run the whites
You to wear Timbs, now yo' ass is in tights
And every time I see you, all you wanna do is
Don't get mad cause my is right, aight?
I'm a motherfuckin man you
You wanna be fake, I gotta be true (word)
You wanna be the next when you shoulda you
Now me what 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's
But how could a man rap
(When the whole industry is WAK!)

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

(Kool Keith)
ain't the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos
Niggaz are phony, tryin to act like my
TV stars, Mariah Carey, Jackson
Her Michael, feelin babies for some rectum action
Niggaz like Al Green, you can't Little Richard.
. little
Girls today slept Rock Hudson
The NBA - your favorite turnin gay
Girls go nut, get attracted wild sex
In big mansions, unsafe sex
coke, movie stars roll in fly cards
Everybody has a card, runs a fake
I'm that O.J. who gives a fuck his case
like Madonna, that devil paint on her face
You know the industry has already over sexually
A lot of turned bumblebee
Sodom and Gomorr', it's time for
Half of y'all sick at the AIDS Foundation
I lay it down clown and take your queer crown
and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart
Girls get caught, take off they heels for they deals
Did you get the deal

Got
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...

(Chorus)

(Tim Dog) up!