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"Industry Shakedown"
I call one
The Shakedown
up
Uh huh
"Industry Shakedown"
Now the reason I call it... the Industry
Is 'cause alot of have fucked up
"Word up, Shakedown"
Now what I mean by up is
don't wanna see the game played right
"Word up, up"
So me and my nigga Pete
gon show how to play the game right
"Get for the Industry Shakedown"
"Word up, up"
up, word up"

1]
Uh, uh
I can't stop I was born to keep it hot
Fought miles of pain just to get what I got
crying, took mad shots without dying
Man they know I'm in town mad heads start flyin
Who ever thought that I would be dealt the
would make me the most feared lyrical man
Ask how it feel not to be able to sleep
I was on him in his dream squeezing on the heat
I kept the pressure on him, now, I'm
Now he played this money called hand, reversal
I remember I thought that I could rock at Def Jam
While I was watching other niggas up in a def scam
I remember I stepped to Lyor, I should've blown him
'cause that cracker been a crook, ever I first known him
I'd sale to Atlantic
But there's niggas workin for 'em sink the whole label
Like the Titanic
What I do is run some dick up in Sylvia Rhone
So she can hear Bumpy on this microphone
Maybe I can - fy her brain
Show her how I love and turn it to pain
I never been an ass
I it if it's right, if rappers aint gay or dikes
Then they unpluggin mic
My shit is cordless, I'm thugged out and wild as
And I'm for my crown, it's Bumpy Knuckles baby
And it's...
The Industry

"Word up, up"
Ha!
"Word up, up"
"Ready for the Shakedown"
Yeah!
"Word up, up"
"Industry Shakedown"
"Word up, up"
That's right
Me and my nigga Pete Rock gon you motherfuckers how to shake it down
You ready for this Check it out

2]
When I hot potato, I was peepin Tommy Boy
But didn't wanna be the the next act that they would
See be all on your dick, when they see you have some paper
But I flip the game, 'cause I the capers
Got way more nut, than date
You be tryin to get yourself an office
Way on top of skyscraper
I bring the ruckus, your money proper
Have you ever been stuck up by a hardcore hip
Forgot ya signed to Cappa, a Donnie Brasco
A nigga wit and tape recorders, all up in his asshole
Speakin of police, I a Interscope
And I looked through the hole what I saw was dope
I saw a new nigga, behind a big desk
Wit a big head and a big
And a big belly, talkin on a
real players, cuttin niggas throats
Like he was tryin to be the
Then some rushed in, punched him in his mouth
Threw him on the floor and started stompin him out
Screamin fuck Steve Stoute, serve justice
on the floor wit your lip all busted
You went out like a pussy, fuck the you got
'cause wit all that money nigga, you still buy a heart
Only gangstas the part
I'm around, to bring you, the Industry Shakedown

Ha!
"Word up, up"
To the Rock, and you don't stop
To the Rock, and you don't stop
My Pete Rock, and you don't stop

3]
I never felt like I should have to hold back I say
So I the kinda records Red Alert don't play
Because I flow too hard, my is penetratin
Or maybe your needs renovatin, I'm used to hatin
That's why I'm hockey on you niggas, stickin and
I about the Blaze Battle, they asked me to be in it
But to not consider me one of the 50
So I reviewed my tapes, figured my
Sat and thought for a minute, grabbed the phone and listen
I sell less than some niggas out wit a deal
Gettin more cash and all my is real
And you want me to battle for a Rolie, that I'ma anyway
Better leave me the fuck alone Bumpy don't play
It made me laugh when I about how Gary Harris
Tried to play me than got fired and all fuckin
Fly shit is he saw me, wit a smile, at a club
Reached to shake my fuckin hand and, back a nub
All temporary spots will be filled time again
You can hate me now but I will rhyme
Fall down climb again, wild, more corrupt
Still more shit, more fire, more abrupt
And never put my two guns down
that
'cause I need 'em... for the Industry

"Word up, up"
C'mon!
"Word up, up"
Yeah!
"Industry Shakedown"
right
That's what the fuck I call, a Industry
"Word up, up"
And it's a lotta motherfuckers out there that I didn't in this
Motherfucking song but I tell you much
"Get ready for the Shakedown"
Don't think I forgot motherfuckers, 'cause I reserve my
Bumpy Knuckles baby, ha
"Word up, up"
And the Chocolate Boy
I show you niggas a way, to six feet