Lyrics:
bugging
Politicians stay thugging
Holly wood pervs
Music industry nerds
Strong arming hood cats
No business savvy
Taking manhood
Turning dudes
I’m not a rapper the money come faster
Niggas ain’t trappers they actors wait
I’m tiger woods to the industry I need to own all the masters
You
dior on me way better
Pills made my stomach hurt like a punch from may weather
I just got sums runtz I need a wood for it
The music industry yeah I'm
[Chorus: x2]
Fuck dis industry
Bitch I'm in these streets
Fuck dis industry
Bitch I'm in these streets
Fuck dis industry
Bitch I'm in these
Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup
All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck
Everybody wanna ball, holla
good
Society's wrapped a noose around the neck of the woods
Today's the industry is running out of focus
What happened to the days where if you mumbled
potion
And she got me like oh shit
Swear to god they hate it
But I'm just tryna change it
That wood it leave me painless
The industry so fateless
Swear
woods
Livestock and souls
Trading stocks and commodities
Motors running - night sounds humming
The sound of industry
Wheels are turning - lights are
of evolution
Is graciously aligned
One single structure
To which everything distills
The air
The wood smoke there
And the hills
Leave me here surrounded
to but still got love, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs
Rock clubs like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show
Called Soul
up
Roll a 7th flame the wood up
I feel like Rodman
I'm a bull
I aim fa headshots
Bring back the skull
We making souvenirs
I'm rocking wull
Drill rap
Music:Mameli, Uterwijk
Lyrics:v. Drunen
Smoke's penatrating the atmosphere
It comes forth from heavy industry
The layers of air sorrounding us,
Are
I got my boy Shep Dawg with me
That's what's up
We're about to ride
So sit back
Come on
And relax
Check it out
I'm the A.I
Of this music industry
I
California swagger fuck record sales
Industry outlaw like Josie Wales
California off the corner
I'm a warn ya I'm the only west coast king
Idiot I mean
I'm taking the West ferry home
A small pier and some water
The old-fashioned engines,
the smell of old industry and gasoline
It's a good old boat
It
let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggas runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I
like a gorilla straight up out the damn wood
As I a kid man I used to play tug of war, now I grab chicks
By the hair and play rug a war. I'm a king baby
the fifth straight
Concentrate like I'm playing golf
I'm Tiger Woods with a gun in my car
I keep one in my car
And keep a bitch with implants, so
She keep one
goin' fast in them tours
Straight out the woods, hear that shit in my voice (nyoom)
Step in, step out, one feet in the industry, one in the trap
spending street money up at Saks
I'm a dealer and I'm known to pull up on them dealer tags
Every nigga in the industry done tried to steal the swag
Got
the coals
Dread the consequences
Of industry sevenfold
Valley in flames
Turn up the heat
Valley in flames
The fire closer creeps
Touching
bougie and industry
But me, I'm in the concrete jungle
Where rap about your cash'll get your mouth bloodied up
Run in your house, real late, you
We are the people from the woods
We are the people from the sea
We are the people from the Earth and the Sky
So drink it up until the well runs dry
The wood is full of misty remnants
By the shore of the lake
There was industry, there was family
There was everything you'd need to be at peace
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