Luyện nghe bài hát The Music of Business

(xzibit): yea. that's what I'm talking
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): the homie john john up in motherfucker
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): mr. x to the z a public service announcement
For all you faggot ass
(ras k.): what's
(xzibit): think just because a nigga's rapping
a label behind him, it's all great
(ras k.): yep
(xzibit): it's modern day pimps and hoes on

Ask epmd, rap is out of control
Cause hip-hop plus glocks = scott la rock, and biggie smalls
I y'all 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 to battle with satan
taking heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in (really)? back up off me
Kiss my ass. then up n' smell the coffee
See, when you're and unknown, your baby's mama clown you
Your down's you. don't want your own kid around you
You ain't shit. do shit
Ain't gone be shit. so it's quits
Two video's later, she's on dick (bitch)
your albums selling, she "don't worry, be happy."
Bragging to her friends: "that's just my daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz 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 placque rap track
Bootleg my shit to japan. at meets, sell my same shit back
Long break legs. we break beats state to state
And record deals? shit belong with a fucked up interest rate

(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample): please, music please
(color me bad sample): "why you me so bad? "
(parish smith sample): music please..music
(other sample): "i don't why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle your

(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 in the same rat race
The company is the nigga that you learn to hate
Management is your crimy. your lawyer is your
And when your but po', you set your accountants office on fire
It's like they loan you $1
For you just to break even, they $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 vaseline dope m.c.'s, "so freeze"
Call the police it takes a thief
Here's everything you need to know about the industry,
a chief.
'cause labels is doing $300,000
Blowing coke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.
Not many, rappers ever see a penny
But double platinum is two units. cd's cost $20.
(too true) so a clue
Somebody just make $40,000,000 and it 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 don't why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle business.

Want to know the between hip-hop and drugs?
'cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and
All sleep in the same bed
Rich black niggaz only kick it 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 high turnover
Groupies tricks and be quick to give fellatio.
get the pussy and fame.
Brothers floss with a corporate card
And charge it to the name
But the label make all the real money
ask david geffrey, barry gordy, russel, or puffy (ching, ching!)
Business? you don't get you deserve. you negotiate
And everything is renegotiable 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
don't pay the mother fucking bills. money do
Is you stupid? how I represent don't pay rent
The r&b ho who jock on the radio buy your cd doe.
Rap magazines be they keep it real
But keep it fake on the
Pulling tennis shoe and advertisements. no wonder
Like common "i to love 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 treat me so "
(parish smith sample): music please..music
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just your business