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"Industry Shakedown"
I this one
The Shakedown
up
Uh huh
"Industry Shakedown"
Now the reason I call it... the Shakedown
Is 'cause of niggas have fucked up
"Word up, Shakedown"
Now I mean by fucked up is
They wanna see the game played right
"Word up, up"
So me and my Pete Rock
gon show how to play the game right
"Get for the Industry Shakedown"
"Word up, up"
Word up, up"

1]
Uh, uh
I can't stop rockin I was born to it hot
Fought through of pain just to get what I got
Without crying, took mad shots without
Man know when I'm in town mad heads start flyin
Who ever thought that I would be the hand
That would make me the most lyrical man
Ask Tone how it feel not to be able to
I was layin on him in his squeezing on the heat
I kept the on him, now, I'm Universal
Now he played this money game hand, reversal
I remember when I that I could rock at Def Jam
While I was watching other niggas up in a def scam
I remember when I to Lyor, I should've blown him
'cause that cracker been a crook, ever since I known him
Thought I'd sale to
But there's niggas for 'em that'll sink the whole label
the fucking Titanic
What I gotta do is run some 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 an ass kisser
I call it if right, if rappers aint gay or dikes
Then unpluggin your mic
My shit is cordless, I'm out and wild as shit
And I'm comin for my crown, Bumpy Knuckles baby
And it's...
The Shakedown

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

2]
When I hot potato, I was peepin Tommy Boy
But didn't wanna be the the act that they would destroy
See labels be all on your dick, they see you have some paper
But I the game, 'cause I pull the capers
Got way more nut, than date
You better be tryin to get yourself an
Way on top of skyscraper
I bring the ruckus, your lookin proper
Have you been stuck up by a hardcore hip hopper
ya signed to Cappa, a real Donnie Brasco
A wit mics 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, sittin behind a big
Wit a big head and a big
And a big belly, talkin on a
Hatin players, cuttin niggas throats
he was tryin to be the mayor
Then niggas rushed in, punched him in his mouth
Threw him down on the floor and started him out
Screamin Steve Stoute, serve street justice
on the floor wit your lip all busted
You went out like a pussy, the dough you got
wit all that money nigga, you still can't buy a heart
Only play the part
I'm still around, to bring you, the Industry

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

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

"Word up, up"
C'mon!
"Word up, up"
Yeah!
"Industry Shakedown"
That's
That's what the fuck I call, a Shakedown
"Word up, up"
And a lotta motherfuckers out there that I didn't name 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 fast way, to six