Luyện nghe bài hát Industry Is Wack

(Intro: Tim Dog)
Yeahhhhh.
I wanna get some shit off my chest, off my chest
I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my
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? That motherfuckin nigga who be
I be rippin like I'm eatin on some chicken
Finger lickin, I got you out of Sylvia's
Copeland's, Roscoe's, pollo,
Bo-jangles, Popeye's, KFC
Yo ain't got no wins when they fuck with D-O-G
I'm dramatic, emphatic - I'm
I'm down my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)
My people, keepin it real, fuckin up mind
to the fullest, yo I got another rhyme
SHOWTIME, more systems than the Alpine
I bet you're thinkin to yourself right now what's on my (word)
My fed up, yo I'm dead up
faggot-ass rappers and these punk bitches gonna get wet up
(WORD!) Runnin the industry, frontin like they're jiggy
because you rap don't make you a piggy
Who is he? Some unknown sucka the projects
Made a few demos, now you you got it
like Nas (what) lookin like Treach (word?)
Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker catch (ha!)
Sayin Def Jam's sign you
You betta get a job and leave that bullshit you, WORD
You got some motherfuckin
I left yo' ass on the god damn curb
But I'ma leave it all the motherfuckin
And focus my attention on those in the game
NOW, you made a jam that's hot (hot)
Then you another then that shit went pop (pop)
Then you made another then that shit had
You deserve what yo' ass got, motherfucker!
Tryin to run after the
You used to wear Timbs, now yo' ass is in
And every time I see you, all you do is fight
Don't get mad cause my shit is right,
I'm a man like you
You be fake, while I gotta be true (word)
You wanna be the next when you been you
Now me what the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH!

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

(Interlude: Keith)
Yeah, Keith checkin in
right, for you wak motherfuckers I got to show, SKILL
Tell you like it is, gotta get this off

(Kool Keith)
ain't the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos
Niggaz are phony, tryin to act like my
TV stars, Mariah Carey, Janet
Her brother Michael, babies for some rectum action
Niggaz like Al Green, you can't Little Richard.
. little
Girls today slept with Rock
The NBA - your ballplayer's turnin 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 about his case
like Madonna, that devil wearin paint on her
You know the industry has already crossed sexually
A lot of people turned
Sodom and Gomorr', time for information
Half of y'all sing at the AIDS Foundation
I lay it down clown and take famous queer crown
and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart
Girls get caught, take off they heels for they record
Did you get the deal

Got
And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...

(Chorus)

(Tim Dog) up!