The Music Of Business by Xzibit
(xzibit): yea. that's what I'm talking about
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): the homie john john up in this motherfucker
(ras k.): yea
(xzibit): mr. x to the z with a public service announcement
For all you faggot ass rappers
(ras k.): what's that?
(xzibit): they think just because a nigga's rapping
With a label behind him, it's all great
(ras k.): yep
(xzibit): it's modern day pimps and hoes going on
Ask epmd, rap is still out of control
Cause hip-hop plus glocks = scott la rock, tupac and biggie smalls
I figure y'all niggaz brawl for lack of protocol
Now I'm gonna take matters into my own hands, like masturbation
Another 39 suicidal rap is at heavens gate waiting to battle with satan
Rassassination: taking heads like decapitation (ching!)
Trapped in infatuation (really)? back up off me
Kiss my ass. then wake up n' smell the coffee
See, when you're broke and unknown, your baby's mama clown you
Your family down's you. don't want your own kid around you
You ain't shit. don't do shit
Ain't gone never be shit.so it's quits
Two video's later, she's on your dick (bitch)
When your albums selling, she "don't worry, be happy."
Bragging to her friends: "that's just my babies daddy!"
And sadly, niggaz start acting like they shit don't stink
But wait: you getting cut like the wedding cake
The music business is straight mafioso:
Jewish, italiano, and black
My bmi/ascap platinum placque rap track
Bootleg my shit to japan. at swap meets, sell my same shit back
Long sharks break legs. we break beats state to state
And record deals? that shit belong with a fucked up interest rate
(chorus 2x):
(parish smith sample):music please, music please
(color me bad sample):"why you treat me so bad? "
(parish smith sample):music please..music please
(other sample):"i don't know why baby!"
(xzibit):just handle your business
(verse 2)
It's sort of like the label is the devil:
R&b, pop, gospel to heavy metal
They make doe pimping the ghet-to
Label mates: different rats in the same rat race
The production company is the nigga that you learn to hate
Management is your crimy. your lawyer is your liar
And when your famous but po', you set your accountants office on fire
It's like this: they loan you $1
For you just to break even, they stack $10
When you finally make one dollar, your profit is andrew jack-son ($20)
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