Luyện nghe bài hát The Music of Business

(Xzibit): Yea. That's what I'm about
(Ras K.): Yea
(Xzibit): The homie John John up in this
(Ras K.): Yea
(Xzibit): Mr. X to the Z with a public service
for all you faggot ass
(Ras K.): What's
(Xzibit): They just because a nigga's rapping
with a label him, it's all great
(Ras K.): Yep
(Xzibit): modern day pimps and hoes going on

Ask EPMD, rap is out of control
Cause hip-hop plus glocks = Scott La Rock, Tupac and Biggie
I figure y'all niggaz brawl for of protocol
Now I'm gonna take matters my own hands, like masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle Satan
Rassassination: heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in (really)? Back up off me
Kiss my ass. Then wake up n' the coffee
See, when you're broke and unknown, your baby's mama you
Your family down's you. Don't want your own kid you
You shit. Don't do shit
Ain't gone never be shit. So its
Two video's later, she's on your (Bitch)
your 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 like the cake
The music business is Mafioso:
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 record deals? That shit belong a fucked up interest rate

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

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

(Chorus 2x):
(Parish Smith sample): 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.

to know the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?
'Cause professional athletes, actors, rappers, and thugs
all sleep in the same bed
Rich black niggaz only kick it with other black people cheddar
Same legal or illegal
It be us, swinging a three getting skeed up with peanuts
Which up to this: a high turnover ration
Groupies turn tricks and be to give fellatio.
MC's get the and fame.
Brothers floss with a corporate card
and charge it to the name
But the label make all the real money
Just ask Geffrey, Barry 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, tend to hate
The rapper went Pop. But before this, I never knew
Skills pay the mother 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 they keep it real
but keep it fake on the
Pulling tennis shoe and clothing advertisements. No
Like Common "I to Love H.E.R."
Now I just fuck H.E.R. two rubbers

(Chorus: repeats 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): handle your business