Lyrics:
Washington
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty
In her ballrooms heads
Washington
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty
In her ballrooms heads
[Chorus]
He won't play me on radio cause they be on
Punk shit daily on, industry's a shady one
[Repeat 4x]
[Verse 1]
Don't nobody want to deal
that they so safe
I don't want to talk to you homes, I don't communicate
My guns they in my hand, one in my palm
And I could dial your number, knock
And industry too
For I am destined to rule
And regulate you
I may be vile and pernicious
But you can't look away
I make you think I'm delicious
a stereotypical day for someone like me
Without a nine-to-five job or an uni degree
To be caught up in the trappings of the industry
Show me the locked doors, I
the dissection
Dump of death
A wrought cemetery by the industry of death
Dump of death
ready injections to the lethal succumb
Dump of death
to eternal
in the front (dump)
Droppin' the ceilin', I'm thinkin' of Dolph
Kill for a livin' and murder for fun
We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt (no)
I miss you in the day
I miss you in the night
I miss the way we used to dump
But I don't miss your lies
I miss the way we laughed
You used
stash it (what?), the MAC I blast it (yeah)
D's come, we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice, I flash it
Jux me, I'll
stash it (what?), the MAC I blast it (yeah)
D's come, we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice, I flash it
Jux me, I'll
There's an intruder in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out (shit)
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me when I shout
the spot be like YEAH!
[Chorus]
Tech N9ne, Yeah
I think the really mean
Yeah, Yeah this is Kansas City mang
The Industry's still punks
That's why
lineman
Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of commas
Still wear red like an old 49er
Fuck shittin' on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby,
I've been rocked and in the dumps
I'd beg for you to sprout right up for me
Lady
Love me now or else I'll frown
Got my daddy on speed dial waiting
worth
Me and Savage, we came from the dirt
If you rappin' for money, you silly
This shit ain't a milli', this shit is a hundred
The industry savage
called the dump as far as I can tell!
Someone get the phone and dial now!
What if no one takes it?
What am I do to?
Now the room feels empty but it ain't
industry can hate me, I thugged my way through
And all I need is a chick that hold a jammy
Like Meth and Mary, like Marvin and Tammi, uhh
Now understands
too much fucking industry
will lead us to our dead
people are killed in the name of profit
polluted soil, chemical dump
we live on very top of it
the tides are shifting the climate rising
New perspectives and new investments im tryna dial in
Applying pressure I bet I'll come out a diamond
I been
and illegal industries
Grown by the cartels, protected by gorillas
Transported by the best to the ghettos to straight killers
The power of the powder
by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot
1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with
cat hazardous phat fax, hearing dial tones mild groans, some wired mechanism blown, schizo had the assist in the mental, believe it to be leaving me
Ohh, oh, ohh, hey, oh
(Mario)
Niggas want my soul, get 'em gone, I'm gon' stunt somethin'
Industry don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin' and I'm
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