(xzibit): yea. what I'm talking about (ras k.): yea (xzibit): the homie john up in this motherfucker (ras k.): yea (xzibit): mr. x to the z a public service announcement For all you ass rappers (ras k.): what's (xzibit): they think just because a rapping With a label him, it's all great (ras k.): yep (xzibit): it's day pimps and hoes going on
Ask epmd, rap is still out of 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 into my own hands, like masturbation Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens waiting to battle with satan taking heads like decapitation (ching!) Trapped in infatuation (really)? up off me Kiss my ass. then wake up n' smell the See, when broke and unknown, your baby's mama clown you Your family down's you. don't your own kid around you You ain't shit. do shit Ain't gone never be shit. so quits Two video's later, on your dick (bitch) When albums selling, she "don't worry, be happy." Bragging to her "that's just my babies daddy!" And sadly, niggaz start acting like shit don't stink But wait: you getting cut like the wedding The music is straight mafioso: Jewish, italiano, and My platinum placque rap track Bootleg my shit to japan. at 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 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 of like the label is the devil: R&b, pop, to heavy metal make doe pimping the ghet-to Label mates: different in the same rat race The production company is the nigga that you learn to Management is your crimy. your 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 finally make one dollar, your profit is 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 chief? it takes a thief Here's everything you need to know the record industry, a chief. 'cause labels is $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. cost $20. (too true) so here's a Somebody just make $40,000,000 and it wasn't you
(chorus 2x): (parish smith sample): please, music 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.
Want to know the relationship between hip-hop and professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and thugs All sleep in the same bed black niggaz only kick it with other black people with cheddar Same lifestyle: or illegal It be us, swinging a three fuck getting skeed up with Which leads up to a high turnover ration Groupies turn tricks and be to give fellatio. get the pussy and fame. Brothers floss with a corporate card And charge it to the rappers But the label owners make all the money ask david geffrey, barry gordy, russel, or puffy (ching, ching!) Business? you don't get what you deserve. you 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 pop. but before this, I never knew Skills don't pay the mother bills. money do Is you stupid? how nice I represent pay rent The r&b ho who jock on the radio buy your cd doe. Rap be screaming they keep it real But keep it on the cover Pulling tennis shoe and advertisements. no wonder common "i used to love h.e.r." Now I just fuck h.e.r. with two
(chorus: until end): (parish smith sample): 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 your