(xzibit): yea. what I'm talking about (ras k.): yea (xzibit): the john john up in this motherfucker (ras k.): yea (xzibit): mr. x to the z with a public service For all you faggot ass (ras k.): that? (xzibit): they think just because a rapping With a behind him, it's all great (ras k.): yep (xzibit): it's modern day pimps and going on
Ask epmd, rap is still out of Cause hip-hop plus glocks = scott la rock, tupac and biggie I figure y'all niggaz brawl for lack of Now I'm gonna take matters into my own hands, like Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate to battle with satan Rassassination: taking like decapitation (ching!) Trapped in infatuation (really)? 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 you. don't want your own kid around you You ain't shit. do shit Ain't gone never be shit. so 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 wait: you cut like the wedding cake The business is straight mafioso: Jewish, italiano, and My bmi/ascap placque rap track Bootleg my to japan. at swap meets, sell my same shit back Long break legs. we break beats state to state And record deals? that shit 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 know why baby!" (xzibit): just handle your
(verse 2) It's sort of like the label is the R&b, pop, gospel to heavy make doe pimping the ghet-to Label mates: different rats in the same rat The production company is the that you learn to hate Management is your crimy. your lawyer is liar And when famous but po', you set your accountants office on fire It's like this: they you $1 For you to break even, they stack $10 When you finally make one dollar, profit is andrew jack-son ($20) You skinny. they got plenty. the before you see any They g's: big cheese. No vaseline fucking m.c.'s, "so freeze" Call the police chief? it takes a Here's you need to know about the record industry, a chief. 'cause is doing $300,000 deals; Blowing coke smoke up my ass, but we both know kills. Not very many, rappers ever see a But double platinum is two million units. cd's $20. (too true) so here's a Somebody make $40,000,000 and it sho' wasn't you
(chorus 2x): (parish smith sample): music please, music (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.
Want to know the between hip-hop and drugs? 'cause professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and All in the same bed together Rich black niggaz only kick it with other people with cheddar lifestyle: legal or illegal It be us, swinging a three fuck getting up with peanuts Which leads up to this: a turnover ration Groupies turn tricks and be to give fellatio. Mc's get the and fame. Brothers essex floss with a corporate And charge it to the rappers But the owners make all the real money Just ask geffrey, barry gordy, russel, or puffy (ching, ching!) Business? you don't get you deserve. you negotiate And everything is renegotiable based on the sales you But fans don't buy albums, and, then again, tend to player hate The rapper that went pop. but this, I never knew Skills pay the mother fucking bills. money do Is you stupid? how nice I don't pay rent The r&b ho who jock theo on the radio buy cd doe. Rap magazines be screaming they it real But keep it fake on the Pulling tennis 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): music please, please (color me bad sample): "why you treat me so " (parish sample): music please..music please (other sample): "i don't why baby!" (xzibit): handle your business