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 service announcement
for all you faggot ass
(Ras K.): What's
(Xzibit): They think because a nigga's rapping
with a label behind him, it's all
(Ras K.): Yep
(Xzibit): It's modern day and hoes going on

Ask EPMD, rap is still out of
Cause plus glocks = Scott La Rock, Tupac and Biggie Smalls
I figure niggaz brawl for lack of protocol
Now I'm take matters into my own hands, like masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle Satan
Rassassination: taking heads like (ching!)
Trapped in (really)? Back up off me
Kiss my ass. Then up n' smell the coffee
See, you're broke and unknown, your baby's mama clown you
Your family down's you. Don't want own kid around you
You ain't shit. do shit
Ain't gone be shit. So its quits
Two video's later, on your dick (Bitch)
your albums selling, she "Don't Worry, Be Happy."
Bragging to her "That's just my babies daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz start acting like shit don't stink
But wait: you getting cut like the cake
The music is straight Mafioso:
Jewish, Italiano, and
My BMI/ASCAP placque rap track
Bootleg my shit to japan. At Swap Meets, sell my shit back
sharks break legs. We break beats state to state
And record deals? That shit with a fucked up interest rate

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

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

(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 know why baby!"
(Xzibit): handle your business.

Want to know the relationship between hip-hop and
'Cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and
all sleep in the same bed
black niggaz only kick it with other black people with cheddar
Same lifestyle: or illegal
It be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up with
leads up to this: a high turnover ration
Groupies tricks and be quick to give fellatio.
MC's get the and fame.
Brothers essex floss with a card
and it to the rappers name
But the label make all the real money
Just ask David Geffrey, Gordy, Russel, or Puffy (ching, ching!)
Business? You get what you deserve. You negotiate
And everything is based on the sales you generate
But hip-hop fans don't buy albums, and, then again, to player hate
The rapper that Pop. But before this, I never knew
Skills don't pay the fucking bills. Money do
Is you stupid? How nice I represent pay rent
The R&B ho who jock Theo on the radio buy CD doe.
Rap magazines be screaming they keep it
but it fake on the cover
Pulling tennis shoe and advertisements. No wonder
Like Common "I Used to H.E.R."
Now I just H.E.R. with two rubbers

(Chorus: until end):
(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