"Industry Shakedown" I this one The Shakedown up Uh huh "Industry Shakedown" Now the reason I it... the Industry Shakedown Is 'cause alot of niggas have up "Word up, Shakedown" Now what I by fucked up is They don't see the game played right "Word up, up" So me and my Pete Rock gon show how to play the game right "Get ready for the Shakedown" "Word up, up" up, word up"
1] Uh, uh I stop rockin I was born to keep it hot Fought through miles of pain just to get I got Without crying, took mad shots without Man they know when I'm in town mad heads start Who ever that I would be dealt the hand That would make me the most feared man Ask Tone how it feel not to be able to I was layin on him in his dream squeezing on the I kept the pressure on him, now, I'm Now he played money game called hand, reversal I remember when I thought I could rock at Def Jam While I was watching other caught up in a def scam I remember when I to Lyor, I should've blown him that cracker been a crook, ever since I first known him Thought I'd sale to But there's niggas workin for 'em that'll sink the whole Like the fucking What I do is run some dick up in Sylvia Rhone So she can Bumpy rockin on this microphone Maybe I can Elektra - fy her Show her how I take and turn it to pain I never an ass kisser I call it if right, if rappers aint gay or dikes Then they your mic My shit is cordless, I'm thugged out and as shit And I'm comin for my crown, it's Bumpy 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 Pete Rock 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 next act they would destroy See labels be all on your dick, they see you have some paper But I flip the game, I pull the capers Got way more nut, than rapers You better be to get yourself an office Way on top of skyscraper I bring the ruckus, your lookin proper Have you ever been up by a hardcore hip hopper ya signed to Cappa, a real Donnie Brasco A nigga wit and tape recorders, all up in his asshole Speakin of police, I a Interscope And when I looked through the 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 real players, cuttin niggas throats Like he was to be the mayor Then niggas rushed in, punched him in his mouth Threw him down on the and started stompin him out Screamin fuck Steve Stoute, street justice Cryin on the wit your lip all busted You out like a pussy, fuck the dough you got 'cause wit all that money nigga, you can't buy a heart Only gangstas the part I'm still around, to you, the Industry Shakedown
Ha! "Word up, up" To the Pete Rock, and you don't To the Rock, and you don't stop My nigga Pete Rock, and you don't
3] I never felt like I should have to back anything I say So I make the kinda Red Alert don't play Because I flow too hard, my is penetratin Or maybe your crate needs renovatin, I'm to hatin why I'm hockey on you niggas, stickin and skatin I about the Blaze Battle, they asked me to be in it But to not me one of the 50 great So I reviewed my tapes, my position Sat and thought for a minute, grabbed the phone and listen I sell records than some niggas out wit a deal Gettin cash and all my diamonds is real And you want me to battle for a Rolie, that take anyway Better leave me the fuck alone Bumpy don't play It made me laugh when I think how Gary Harris 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 hand and, brought back a nub All temporary spots will be filled time again You can me now but I will rhyme again Fall down climb again, more wild, more spittin more shit, more fire, more abrupt And I'll never put my two guns that 'cause I need 'em... for the Industry
"Word up, up" C'mon! "Word up, up" Yeah! "Industry Shakedown" That's That's the fuck I call, a Industry Shakedown "Word up, up" And it's a lotta out there that I didn't name in this Motherfucking song but I tell you this "Get ready for the Shakedown" think I forgot motherfuckers, 'cause I reserve my options It's Bumpy baby, ha "Word up, up" And the Boy Wonder I show you niggas a fast way, to six