Luyện nghe bài hát The Music of Business

(Xzibit): Yea. That's I'm talking about
(Ras K.): Yea
(Xzibit): The homie John John up in this
(Ras K.): Yea
(Xzibit): Mr. X to the Z with a public announcement
for all you ass rappers
(Ras K.): that?
(Xzibit): think just because a nigga's rapping
with a behind him, it's all great
(Ras K.): Yep
(Xzibit): It's modern day pimps and going on

Ask EPMD, rap is out of control
Cause hip-hop plus glocks = Scott La Rock, Tupac and Smalls
I figure niggaz brawl for lack of protocol
Now I'm gonna take into my own hands, like masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle Satan
taking heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in infatuation (really)? up off me
my ass. Then wake up n' smell the coffee
See, when you're broke and unknown, your mama clown you
Your down's you. Don't want your own kid around you
You ain't shit. Don't do
Ain't never be shit. So its quits
Two video's later, on your dick (Bitch)
When albums selling, she "Don't Worry, Be Happy."
Bragging to her friends: "That's my babies daddy!"
And sadly, start acting like they shit don't stink
But wait: you getting cut the wedding cake
The music business is straight
Jewish, Italiano, and
My BMI/ASCAP platinum rap track
Bootleg my to japan. At Swap Meets, sell my same shit back
Long sharks break legs. We break beats state to
And deals? That shit belong with a fucked up interest rate

(Chorus 2x):
(Parish sample): Music Please, music please
(Color Me Bad Sample): "Why you me so bad?"
(Parish Smith sample): please..music please
(Other sample): "I don't why baby!"
(Xzibit): Just handle your

(Verse 2)
It's sort of like the is the devil:
R&B, Pop, to Heavy Metal
make doe pimping the ghet-to
Label mates: different rats in the same rat
The production is the nigga that you learn to hate
Management is your crimy. Your lawyer is your
And when your famous but po', you set your accountants on fire
It's like this: loan you $1
For you just to break even, stack $10
you finally make one dollar, your profit is Andrew Jack-son ($20)
You skinny. They got plenty. The Before you see any
They getting big cheese.
No fucking dope M.C.'s, "so freeze"
the police chief? It takes a thief
Here's everything you need to know the record industry,
a chief.
'Cause labels is doing $300,000
Blowing coke smoke up my ass, but we know crack kills.
Not very many, rappers see a penny
But double platinum is two million units. CD's $20.
(Too true) So here's a
Somebody just make $40,000,000 and it wasn't you

(Chorus 2x):
(Parish Smith sample): Music Please, music
(Color Me Bad Sample): "Why you me so bad?"
(Parish Smith sample): please..music please.
(Other sample): "I know why baby!"
(Xzibit): Just your business.

Want to the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?
'Cause athletes, black actors, rappers, and thugs
all sleep in the bed together
Rich black niggaz only kick it other black people with cheddar
lifestyle: legal or illegal
It be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up peanuts
Which up to this: a high turnover ration
Groupies turn and be quick to give fellatio.
MC's get the and fame.
Brothers essex with a corporate card
and charge it to the rappers
But the label owners make all the money
Just ask David Geffrey, Gordy, Russel, or Puffy (ching, ching!)
Business? You don't get what you deserve. You
And is renegotiable based on the sales you generate
But hip-hop fans don't buy albums, and, then again, tend to hate
The rapper that went Pop. But before this, I knew
Skills don't pay the fucking bills. Money do
Is you stupid? How nice I don't pay rent
The R&B ho who Theo on the radio buy your CD doe.
Rap magazines be screaming keep it real
but keep it fake on the
Pulling tennis shoe and advertisements. No wonder
Like "I Used to Love H.E.R."
Now I just H.E.R. with two rubbers

(Chorus: repeats end):
(Parish sample): Music Please, music please
(Color Me Bad Sample): "Why you me so bad?"
(Parish Smith sample): Music please..music
(Other sample): "I know why baby!"
(Xzibit): Just handle your