(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 ass rappers (ras k.): what's (xzibit): they think because a nigga's rapping a label 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 plus glocks = scott la rock, tupac and biggie smalls I figure niggaz brawl for lack of protocol Now I'm gonna take matters my own hands, like masturbation Another 39 rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle with satan Rassassination: taking like decapitation (ching!) Trapped in infatuation (really)? up off me Kiss my ass. then wake up n' smell the See, when you're and unknown, your baby's mama clown you family down's you. don't want your own kid around you You ain't shit. don't do Ain't never be shit. so it's quits Two video's later, on your dick (bitch) your albums selling, she "don't worry, be happy." Bragging to her friends: "that's my babies daddy!" And sadly, niggaz start like they shit don't stink But wait: you cut like the wedding 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 same shit sharks break legs. we break beats state to state And record deals? that belong with a fucked up interest rate
(chorus 2x): (parish smith sample): music please, music (color me bad sample): "why you treat me so " (parish sample): music please..music please (other sample): "i don't why baby!" (xzibit): just handle your
(verse 2) It's sort of the label is the devil: R&b, pop, to heavy metal They make doe pimping the Label mates: different rats in the rat race The production company is the nigga that you learn to Management is your crimy. your lawyer is your And when your famous but po', you set your office on fire It's like this: loan you $1 For you just to even, they stack $10 When you finally make one dollar, your profit is jack-son ($20) You skinny. got plenty. the benjamins? before you see any They g's: big cheese. No fucking dope m.c.'s, "so freeze" Call the police chief? it takes a Here's everything you to know about the record industry, a chief. 'cause is doing $300,000 deals; Blowing coke smoke up my ass, but we both crack kills. Not many, rappers ever see a penny But platinum is two million units. cd's cost $20. (too true) so a clue Somebody just $40,000,000 and it sho' wasn't you
(chorus 2x): (parish smith sample): music please, please (color me bad sample): "why you treat me so " (parish sample): music please..music please. (other sample): "i know why baby!" (xzibit): just your business.
Want to know the relationship hip-hop and drugs? 'cause professional athletes, actors, rappers, and thugs All sleep in the same bed Rich black niggaz only it with other black people with cheddar lifestyle: legal or illegal It be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up with Which up to this: a high turnover ration Groupies turn tricks and be quick to fellatio. Mc's get the and fame. Brothers floss with a corporate card And charge it to the name 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 everything is based on the sales you generate But hip-hop don't buy albums, and, then again, tend to player hate The rapper that went pop. but before this, I knew Skills don't pay the mother bills. money do Is you how nice I represent don't pay rent The r&b ho who jock theo on the buy your cd doe. Rap magazines be screaming they it real But keep it on the cover Pulling shoe and clothing advertisements. no wonder Like common "i to love h.e.r." Now I just fuck h.e.r. two rubbers
(chorus: until end): (parish smith sample): please, music please (color me bad sample): "why you me so bad? " (parish sample): music please..music please (other sample): "i know why baby!" (xzibit): just your business