The Music Industry (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Termanology] Termanology Consequence Akrobatik 5'9", Crooked I, Fizzy Wo' on the beat [Verse One: Termanology] I ain't complain' about a label not signing me I just got signed, my people like, "Finally." Took long enough but I ain't really sweat it I knew I'd get me the cheddar, pathetic the way we spend it Our relatives wouldn't let us invent a venomous record Instead they'd rather have us check in college and get accredited In debt if we ever quit it, I did it, stayed on my shit and Delivered quality records regardless if they spin it Shout out to real DJ's who always held me down And let me get up on their show when I get in town Let me spit a 16 and play that hot shit Cause they in love with that real hip hop shit Not for the profit and bread up in they pocket Jocking all of these flossy cats spitting that nonsense Consequence repping N.Y.C. now Akrobatik, he be repping for B now 5'9" he be repping for the D now Crooked I repping killer Cali now Fizzy Wo' stay repping M.O.P. now Termanology, I'll still kill you with a freestyle [Chorus: A Tribe Called Quest Sample] DJ to DJ This is for all y'all It isn't easy Gain respect, ummm Industry rule number four thousand and eighty Record company people are shady [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"] From the beats to the technique table Streets to the net, keep blazing my raps be for self, baby My jacket is flawless After I spit, I can turn around my lyrics back in the toilet That means I spit that shit Radio don't want it, but I still got chips I am legend, but not Will Smith Just, everybody else on the earth don't exist [Verse 3: Crooked I] Adidas with no strings in them, Levi's with the crease in them Kangols, I was seen in them Four-finger rings, yeah I would sleep in them Ever since the beginning, I spit with extreme venom Now they don't respect rap phenomenons Only rappers who dancing like Omarion And I like Omarion But this is hip-hop, homie, what kind of shit are we on? [Chorus: A Tribe Called Quest Sample] DJ to DJ This is for all y'all It isn't easy Gain respect, ummm Industry rule number four thousand and eighty Record company people are shady [Verse 4: Akrobatik] I came up in a time where the focus was rhyming These rappers didn't come a dime a dozen And every drug dealer didn't sign they cousin Before every rap site online was buzzing, Ak was rugged But we know, record company people are shady though So I infiltrated the radio Now I got daily flows for the fellas and the ladies, yo I fought for it, now they pay me dough, and yo [Verse 5: Consequence] Now what do I need to give a publicist a check for When I can get more purse from playing Jay-Z in Connect 4 And when it seemed like my career was on death's door Five videos later, of course they going to expect more 'Cause it feels like I was just this close To getting y'all to feel the kid like Chris Stokes 'Cause anything that this kid wrote became an instant quote They circle back now like "his shit's dope" So industry rule for 2008: "As long as Con's around, ain't nobody that's safe" As long as Term's around, ain't nobody that's safe And this turn around, I'm going straight for the safe, uh [Outro: A Tribe Called Quest Sample (Record Scratching)] It isn't easy All y'all How far must you go to gain respect, ummm Industry rule number four thousand and eighty Record company people are shady This is for all y'all Shady