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 service announcement
For all you ass rappers
(ras k.): that?
(xzibit): they just because a nigga's rapping
a label behind him, it's all great
(ras k.): yep
(xzibit): it's day pimps and hoes going on

Ask epmd, rap is out of control
Cause hip-hop plus = scott la rock, tupac and biggie smalls
I figure y'all niggaz brawl for lack of
Now I'm gonna take matters into my own hands, masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle satan
taking heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in (really)? back up off me
Kiss my ass. wake up n' smell the coffee
See, when you're broke and unknown, your baby's mama you
Your family down's you. don't want own kid around you
You ain't shit. do shit
Ain't never be shit. so it's quits
Two later, she's on your dick (bitch)
your albums selling, she "don't worry, be happy."
Bragging to her friends: "that's just my daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz start acting like they don't stink
But you getting cut like 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 beats state to state
And record deals? that shit belong with a fucked up interest

(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample): please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you treat me so "
(parish smith sample): please..music please
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle business

(verse 2)
sort of like the label is the devil:
R&b, pop, gospel to heavy
They doe pimping the ghet-to
Label mates: different rats in the same rat
The production company is the nigga that you learn to
Management is your crimy. lawyer is your liar
And when your but po', you set your accountants office on fire
like this: they loan you $1
For you just to break even, stack $10
When you 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"
Call the police chief? it a thief
Here's you need to know about the record industry,
a chief.
'cause labels is doing $300,000
Blowing coke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.
Not very many, rappers see a penny
But double is two million units. cd's cost $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, 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.

Want to the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?
'cause athletes, black actors, rappers, and thugs
All in the same bed together
Rich niggaz only kick it with other black people with cheddar
Same legal or illegal
It be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up with
Which leads up to this: a turnover ration
Groupies tricks and be quick to give fellatio.
get the pussy and fame.
Brothers floss with a corporate card
And charge it to the rappers
But the label make all the real money
Just ask david geffrey, barry gordy, russel, or (ching, ching!)
Business? you don't get you deserve. you negotiate
And is renegotiable based on the sales you generate
But hip-hop fans don't buy albums, and, again, tend to player hate
The that went pop. but before this, I never knew
Skills don't pay the mother fucking bills. do
Is you stupid? how nice I represent pay rent
The r&b ho who jock on the radio buy your cd doe.
Rap magazines be screaming keep it real
But it fake on the cover
Pulling shoe and clothing advertisements. no wonder
common "i used to love h.e.r."
Now I fuck h.e.r. with two rubbers

(chorus: until end):
(parish smith sample): music please, music
(color me bad sample): "why you treat me so "
(parish smith sample): music please..music
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle your