Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Is Wack

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

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

(Chorus 2X: Tim Dog) + (Kool Keith)
All I do is rap
Get some trap, and live life fat, that's that
But how could a man 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 this off

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

Got
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...

(Chorus)

(Tim Dog) up!