Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Is Wack

(Intro: Tim Dog)
Yeahhhhh.
I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my
I get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest
I get some shit off my chest

(Tim Dog)
I got rap shit sewn, locked down, from the ground to the sky
From L.A., all the way to I
Who am I? motherfuckin nigga who be dissin
I be rippin motherfuckers like I'm eatin on some
Finger lickin, I got you out of Sylvia's
Copeland's, Roscoe's, pollo,
Bo-jangles, Popeye's, KFC
Yo MC's ain't got no wins they fuck with D-O-G
I'm dramatic, emphatic - I'm
I'm with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)
My people, keepin it real, up your mind
Representin to the fullest, yo I got another
SHOWTIME, pump more systems the Alpine
I bet you're thinkin to yourself now what's on my mind (word)
My fed up, yo I'm dead up
These faggot-ass rappers and these punk bitches get wet up
(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, frontin they're jiggy
Just because you rap make you a piggy
Who is he? Some sucka from the projects
Made a few demos, now you you got it
Rhymin like Nas (what) lookin Treach (word?)
Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker catch (ha!)
Sayin Def Jam's gonna you
You betta get a job and leave bullshit behind you, WORD
You got some motherfuckin
I shoulda left yo' ass on the god damn
But I'ma it all the motherfuckin same
And my attention on those rappers in the game
NOW, first you a jam that's hot (hot)
Then you made another that shit went pop (pop)
Then you another then that shit had flopped
You exactly what yo' ass got, motherfucker!
Tryin to run after the
You used to wear Timbs, now yo' ass is in
And every I see you, all you wanna do is fight
Don't get mad my shit is right, aight?
I'm a man like you
You wanna be fake, I gotta be true (word)
You wanna be the next when you shoulda you
Now tell me the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH!

(Chorus 2X: Tim Dog) + (Kool Keith)
All I do is rap
Get trap, and live life kinda fat, that's that
But how a man just rap
(When the whole industry is WAK!)

(Interlude: Keith)
Yeah, Kool Keith in
That's right, for you wak motherfuckers I got to show,
you like it is, gotta get this shit off

(Kool Keith)
This the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos
Niggaz are phony, tryin to act my peoples
TV stars, Mariah Carey, Jackson
Her Michael, feelin babies for some rectum action
Niggaz like Al Green, you can't Little Richard.
. bitchard
Girls slept with Rock Hudson
The NBA - your favorite ballplayer's gay
Girls go nut, get attracted wild sex
In big mansions, unsafe sex
Sniffin coke, movie stars in fly cards
Everybody has a card, runs a business
I'm that O.J. who gives a fuck about his
like Madonna, that devil wearin paint on her
You know the industry has already over sexually
A lot of people turned
and Gomorr', it's time for information
Half of y'all sing at the AIDS Foundation
I lay it down clown and take your famous queer
and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart
Girls get caught, take off they heels for record deals
Did you get the deal

Got
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...

(Chorus)

(Tim Dog) up!