Demise Of Da’ Industry lyrics

[INTRO: B-Eazy]
So you wanna be a rapper, right? Look, are you ready to sell your soul for a few pennies to the dollar? Cuz that's all your worth to the companies anyway. Uh, but you still wanna be a rapper? Listen up. Let me tell you something...

[VERSE 1: B-Eazy]
Look, half of these rappers is actors to me
You can hear it on the tracks when they speak
This rap sh*t ain't what it's cracked up to be
sh*t, if I ain't felt it, smelt it or dealt it
You wouldn't hear it on a record, check it!
I remember way back in a time
When n*ggas signed on the line & didn't worry bout dying
Nowadays sh*t that you say can get you 2 from the waist
Cuz real recognize real, the fake portray it on tapes
So keep your spitting your 8's, hooks & 16's
And keep waiting on them crooks to sell you a fake dream
I done dealt with the game: Poli-tricks & DJ's
In these days, n*ggas don't give a f*ck bout what we say
Look, I ain't saying no names, but one day we was at a station
And my sister called the great one to give us congratulations
Whether hating or misplacement, thinking the sh*t was okay
The DJ couldn't get the bit to play
And that's f*cked up...

[HOOK: B-Eazy]
Don't get it confused, I ain't one of them dudes
Foolish to sell my soul for a couple cars & some jewels
Excuse me if I get to deep, exposing rules once told to me
Open your eyes and see... The Demise of Da' Industry
Don't get it confused, I ain't one of them dudes
Foolish to sell my soul for a couple cars & some jewels
Excuse me if I get to deep, exposing rules once told to me
The industry ain't what it used to be! Sit back & listen carefully...
[VERSE 2: B-Eazy]
I ain't one of these little rappers out screaming I need a deal
I'm one of the realest n*ggas that spit it & got it for real!
Y'all need to get y'all sh*t straight, cuz after one mixtape
Got n*ggas in different states listening for a release date
I ain't a rapper, I'm a flow-er/ Take control of my pen and let it go!
No holding back, nobody holding my hand
Nobody showing my when to say this, that & the other
No brother hovering on my back or over my shoulder
f*ck a marketing plan, couple of G's will get me over
I'm my own man, don't need the industry for this soldier!
This composer's double-dosage
Poses threats to those who come too close
You hoes approach me hopelessly for doe
You know the answer, please!
Chief on some doja & compose up
Some of the illest lines you'll ever find
So keep one eye on the road & the other eye on rewind
In due time, you'll come to find what's pumping out your Alpine
Will be the realest spitten lines ever written in rhyme, listen...

[HOOK: B-Eazy]
Don't get it confused, I ain't one of them dudes
Foolish to sell my soul for a couple cars & some jewels
Excuse me if I get to deep, exposing rules once told to me
Open your eyes and see... The Demise of Da' Industry
Don't get it confused, I ain't one of them dudes
Foolish to sell my soul for a couple cars & some jewels
Excuse me if I get to deep, exposing rules once told to me
The industry ain't what it used to be! Sit back & listen carefully...
[RADIO SKIT: L.A. & B-Eazy]