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    Tech N9ne / Lyrics

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    "The Industry Is Punks" Lyrics

    Tech N9ne

    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 wanna deal with a nigga that got it together
    For real and even think his own thoughts
    Everybody wanna do what everybody else doing the copy cat is what
    They been taught, Imma get in the brain of the lame
    I contain pain and imma give it to the rap game
    The way you're doing it the way you're persuing it you're

    Gonna ruin it villain it's a god damn shame.

    Are you ready for the real here we go now,
    Most on the radio can't flow now,
    Everyday I gotta cut the radio down
    Sound like another pac or an O-Town
    You can't have a contest or a show down
    When two cats got the same kind of flow sound
    Tecca Nina I'm coming to put the mo down
    Run up in the record label with a four pound

    Am I too versatile cursed to drown in the bowels
    Of the earth man I'll be first to growl and burst out the vowels
    Of the original murderist verse out the mouth
    Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one running the race
    That's real I'm speaking to everyone in the place
    I can deal with you don't like the drum
    And the bass if you can deal with a mother fucking gun in your face

    I can't get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it
    P.D.'s some really don't know a hit for shit
    Kick the bitch if you diss my hit, you might get pistol whipped
    Catch'em in the hall, hitt'em in the jaw
    Give it to the fans they can get it all
    Cause the industry is punks, Tech I'm ready to get krunk
    I'm comin' to straight dump with a pump

    [Repeat 4x]

    [Verse 2]
    How many 2 pacs and JZ's and Master P's can they conceive?
    Don't they know a few gloc's 380's and
    master keys will make'em bleed
    How you gonna say black people won't listen to this
    or don't listen to that

    Like saying a fool can slang cane a fool can gang bang
    but never will get hit with a gat

    You better get your story straight cause I ain't no devil for real
    I'm a rebel for real that Tech N9ne is on some other level for real
    You're a pebble to real niggas songs like Psycho Bitch and Real Killer
    Einstein nigga that's a mill stealer the idiots say
    black folk won't feel us

    What you think we dumb?
    Do we all gotta run when the heat come?
    Showing original tongue it'll be fun
    but the mother fuckers want the bums
    And the weak ones Suge Knight punked
    The industry quick that's because most the industry's bitch nigga
    I'm a man I don't be running from nobody
    we deal with niggas who trippin' and giving us shit

    Radio won't play the unk fay thought they wanted rap
    To advance but they ont day when I die imma aunt hay
    Every industry faggot who giving money to an unk pay
    Tech and Tekneko get people involved from KC to Mexico
    Strapped with that fat desert eagle run up on the industry
    And let the heat go

    [Repeat 4x]

    [Verse 3]
    You can look into my E.Y.E.'s and you can see why these
    Mother fuckers don't wanna see my steeze
    Cause imma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles
    And I come from the kingdom of rumble drums
    And hums become bumbles, I'm the one that begun the gun
    tongue get sprung
    Got everyone comin' in bundles

    Act like a bitch treated like a bitch, act like a chump
    Treated like a chump when the funk jumps what you gonna want?
    Ain't gon want nothin' industry punks you can run
    but ya can't hide from the ride
    You can say that it's dope but I won't buy it, you can think Tech 9
    Really won't fly but I got a killer ear and a killer eye

    Def Jam take chances in my opinion, they give advances to the niggas
    That's really on universal loud laface, that's some of my favorites
    But the ones who call the shots most of 'em on some hater shit.

    That other shit, for ya mother sis or your brother bitch
    Not no lover lick, packing blackened fat and blubber shit
    Yeah, the radio dead cause the industry is punks put the
    Double barrel to its foe head

    [Repeat 8x]
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Aaron Yates, Reuben Armstrong.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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