[Intro: Blu]
Yah, and no matter how far I get into this music shit
I'ma always be the same fuckin' asshole, haha
Crazy fuckin' music
Blu, Ukraine what up!
I gotta little something for the world (Fuck the industry)
[Verse 1: Blu]
It's crazy how music speaks in every language
A fuckin' native, booked for different banquets
They don't believe how it all began in a basement
'Cause I'm makin' all these up and new comers look ancient
My names dope, they wanna copy and paste it
Consider this a warning I could be your replacement
Your labels sick and tired of always hearing the same shit
I'm always on some other shit my times never wasted
Money on my mind so much I could taste it
But it doesn't make me I just make it
Now they suggest I start lookin' for agents
Tell me who can I trust to start bookin' for wages
'Cause all I hear is that the music industries tainted
Illuminati who the fuck is who, I hate it
When these fools think I sold my soul in order to make it
I'm an independent native fuck the money and fame shit
[Chorus: Blu]
I ain't here to buddy buddy yall
I don't play pretend, we don't have history
Back then you weren't there
But now you're trying to make a friend
Fuck the industry
Yall don't mean shit to me, fuck the industry
Don't worry 'bout where I be fuck the industry
[Verse 2: PhatJ]
I fucked the industry, give it my DNA
This is just wordplay, foreplay, all day
PhatJ's in the forecast, haters gotta ask how I last
Tell 'em they can kiss my ass, that I move too fast
With a momentum of force, to abort they premature verses
Disperses from the lips of the disproportionate
I cut 'em off quick I've got too much to say shit
Vocabulary in this intelligent spit, deep as an endless pit
Never switch quick with these industry pricks
Only thinkin' 'bout the cash flow
If I had 10 G's I'd be the next rapper to blow up
Askin' how, so what stackin' up my bank roll bucks
Payin' dues instead of sinkin' in the booze
I refuse to lose, this is the path I choose
With everything to prove and everything to gain
[Chorus: Blu]
I ain't here to buddy buddy yall
I don't play pretend, we don't have history
Back then you weren't there
But now you're trying to make a friend
Fuck the industry
Yall don't mean shit to me, fuck the industry
Don't worry 'bout where I be fuck the industry
[Verse 3: Jio]
I remember the days when rap used to mean something
Growin' up on Pac talking about the hood and hustlin'
Hard times in the project slinging rocks on the street
Makin' just enough bread to make sure that we eat
But nowadays niggas talk about nothing but shit
Fake thugs and bitches telling stories they never lived
Product of the man, turning listeners into drones
Dumbing down the population, the status quo
The rap industry is now a part of the machine
To control the masses it's all a part of the scheme
Fuck the rap game man fuck the whole industry
Fuck everybody in the world you present to me
Fuck all that shit, I don't want to be a part of it
I rap in this game just for the love of it
If success means betraying my brothers into their hands
They can have it, fuck them, I'm out I ain't ever comin' back
[Chorus: Blu]
I ain't here to buddy buddy yall
I don't play pretend, we don't have history
Back then you weren't there
But now you're trying to make a friend
Fuck the industry
Yall don't mean shit to me, fuck the industry
Don't worry 'bout where I be fuck the industry
[Verse 4: Stack$]
These niggas more focused on bitches then makin' money
If payin' for hoes is cool then label me Eddie Murphy
I'm really intoxicated and taking you on a journey
When niggas turn into bitches and quickly hire attorneys
You heard me but you ain't listen, quick to portray the victim
You owe me money get missin'
You loan me money bullshit
I get my paper no pressure get out my way close your lips
Plead the Fifth when all I wanted was time with Taylor Swift
Ain't no rockstar but a hot car but I'm bound to get rich
Feel my hole slow with a low pro while she suckin' on this
It's me and physics duplicit as most niggas be
Release they beats on MP3 develop jealousy
There's only one of me so sit up straight and drink your Folgers
Rappers be lying saying they make movies like club promoters (I do, though)
Ain't no way you fire they fuckin' on you new comers
Poppin' shit keep payin' for your YouTube numbers (Well, fuck you, then)
You, too, sucka
[Chorus: Blu]
I ain't here to buddy buddy yall
I don't play pretend, we don't have history
Back then you weren't there
But now you're trying to make a friend
Fuck the industry
Yall don't mean shit to me, fuck the industry
Don't worry 'bout where I be fuck the industry
