Musick Bi$$ Apocalypse - Promoe

Musick Bi$$ Apocalypse - Promoe

Альбом
White Man's Burden
Год
2006
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
232910

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Musick Bi$$ Apocalypse

Promoe

Tryin' to break it down for you real slow

Not get caught up with the ill flow

Shit I already blew it from the intro

To the outro can’t control my pencil

Suckas know that i’m down for the shizzle

Hit 'em up, shut 'em down — blow the whistle

On the game, feel my pain — hold a pistol

To its brain, let it bang — it’s official

String up, let it hang — we won’t miss you

Is you crazy or something, you facing your judgement

You get what you give, and you never ever gave people nothing!

Break your neck to this shit, record executives

Fuck your negative criticism

Breakin' records and shit, they could never get this

For the fact that they don’t listen

They sip the nectar and spit, no respect for music

But now watch the business pimp them

The public who love it say fuck it

They download, and down goes the game!

Musick bi$$ apocalypse, only a few coulda stay on top of this

When my crew roll through ain’t no stoppin' it

Nah… we adapt to the new situation

Rap for the new generation

Spit ink like an octopus — blow!

You didn’t know how to market us

Didn’t know how to fuck with us

What a LoopTroop Rocker was

Nor a DvsG conqueror, how could you…

Ever imagine or fathom my album

Ain’t measured by gold or by platinum

You robbin' the fans, you hustle the artists

Knockin' my hustle, I bust it regardless

Such a retarded giant on clay feet

Goliath and David you die in your favourite

Tie when you fuck with the hardest

I just manoeuvre smoother through the technology

Psychology low quality, high calorie society

My kind of shiie will prevail without sales

You heard about word of mouth

Absurd amounts of merchandise crowds turn 'em out

Like dynamite… boom!

What’s crackelacking, ledrac got the track you lacking

Promoe go back like the rap attacks

And why you actin' like it can’t happen?

When it already did, and you smacked to fuckin' fractions

Lights, cameras flashin' action (action!)

Artists so fake, and they’re facing a new phase

And the industry searchin' new ways

For their greedy needs but it’s too late

Toupees pushed back like release dates

Cause these days it’s hard for the majors to eat straight

It’s fittest of the fittest and we say

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