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 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 because a nigga's rapping
With a label him, it's all great
(ras k.): yep
(xzibit): modern day pimps and hoes going on

Ask epmd, rap is still out of
Cause hip-hop glocks = 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, like
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate to battle with satan
Rassassination: taking heads like (ching!)
Trapped in (really)? back up off me
Kiss my ass. then wake up n' smell the
See, when you're broke and unknown, your baby's clown you
family down's you. don't want your own kid around you
You ain't shit. don't do
gone never be shit. so it's quits
Two later, she's on your dick (bitch)
When albums selling, she "don't worry, be happy."
Bragging to her friends: "that's my babies daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz start acting like they shit don't
But you getting cut like the wedding cake
The music is straight mafioso:
Jewish, italiano, and
My platinum placque rap track
Bootleg my shit to japan. at swap meets, my same shit back
Long sharks break legs. we break beats to state
And record deals? that shit belong with a fucked up rate

(chorus 2x):
(parish sample): music 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 your

(verse 2)
It's sort of the label is the devil:
R&b, pop, gospel to heavy
They make doe the ghet-to
Label mates: different in the same rat race
The production company is the nigga that you to hate
Management is your crimy. your lawyer is your
And when your famous but po', you set your accountants on fire
It's 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. got plenty. the benjamins? before you see any
They getting big cheese.
No vaseline dope m.c.'s, "so freeze"
Call the police chief? it a thief
Here's everything you need to about the record industry,
a chief.
'cause labels is $300,000 deals;
coke smoke up my ass, but we both know crack kills.
Not very many, rappers 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 sho' you

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

Want to the relationship between hip-hop and drugs?
professional athletes, black actors, rappers, and thugs
All sleep in the same bed
Rich black niggaz only it with other black people with cheddar
Same lifestyle: legal or
It be us, swinging a fuck getting skeed up with peanuts
leads up to this: a high turnover ration
Groupies turn tricks and be quick to fellatio.
get the pussy and fame.
Brothers essex with a corporate card
And charge it to the rappers
But the label make all the real money
Just ask geffrey, barry 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 fans don't buy albums, and, then again, tend to hate
The that went pop. but before this, I never 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 it fake on the cover
Pulling tennis shoe and advertisements. no wonder
Like "i used 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 me so bad? "
(parish sample): music please..music please
(other sample): "i know why baby!"
(xzibit): just handle business