Please to my demo Please to my demo Please to my demo
A nigga told me the record company's the The artist is the hoe, the stage is the And the audience is the trip,
Incredible young You can't I'm just one nigga Goddamn, gotten bigger, intellect superior Walk in a room and make the whole interior
If you me in my eyes you might fuck around And loose control of your mind, body and your a hold, undisputed on the microphone What you think, if you wink, I'll make you think
Did you blink, did you ever drink your own matter? enema, this ain't no cinema All praises due to the For this man here, that no nigga stand near
True, of the W What you wanna do, I got the red and the Show me one dedicated to raps I'll show you ten dedicated to snaps
Record company traps settin' decoys Just to pimp b-boys With a cup of yak, studio contact with a contract
Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level Bullshit points, he want to rub it in And take all my publishin',
Do I take it up the rectum to rock the spectrum? Give up a arm, just to do a form? Hell no, all you motherfuckers gon' leave this limpin' No more, record pimpin'
No more, no more record pimpin' No more, no record company pimpin' No more, no more record company No more, no more, no more, no
You pimpin' me, uh uhh, uh uhh I pimpin' you, uh uhh, uh uhh I wanna be free, I just wanna be free So we gonna do? Can I holla at you, holla at you?
You pimpin' me, please listen to my demo I ain't pimpin' you, please to my demo I wanna be free, I just wanna be free So what we gonna do? Can I holla at you, holla at
I'ma keep it It went Please listen to my demo To Get ass out my limo Stretch presidential essential 'Cause the record companyll have your ass in a
If you let 'em, you to behead 'em you never read 'em, CEO's you never met 'em Sent to an attorney, Bernstein and Nigga, that's his lawyer, got nothin' for ya
Treat ya like employ ya, I'm a warrior Bite you in the ass like a Georgetown When ignore ya calls, you got to hold your balls Catch a motherfucker slippin' in stalls
And then you 'em that you ain't a rookie Let 'em know that rather have More points more pussy, pimp turned bookie Now how the I get in so much debt, goddamn, we just met
He said, to the rap game Motherfucker be confused and he know whats happenin' You can be the star and women I'ma just play ya back and keep
No more, no more record company No more, no more company pimpin' No more, no record company pimpin' No more, no more, no more, no
You ain't pimpin' me, listen to my demo I ain't pimpin' you, please listen to my I just wanna be free, I just be free So what we do? I got to holla at you, holla at you
You ain't me, uh uhh, uh uhh I ain't you, uhn uhh, uh uhh I just wanna be free, I wanna be free So what we gonna do? I got to holla at you, at you
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Mamas, don't let kids grow up to be rappers Unless you tell them if gonna get in this business They learn this business or they gon' get fucked as that, simple as that