K-Rino - Murda The Mainstream (Lyrics)

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  • Опубліковано 2 лип 2014
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    K-Rino (The lirical genious)
    LYRICS:
    Yeah
    We coming for ya
    Underground uprising
    Muthafucka it's too late
    It's' too late
    It's too late
    It's too late
    Let's
    [hook x2]
    Uh, if you scared don't ride with me
    Cause any second I just might react violently
    Every month every year it's the same thing
    So fuck it murda the mainstream
    Specialize and add tracks, this ain't the rap pack
    When I'm coming at you better duck like Aflac
    Focusing on your bottom lip and then distract that
    Rip it across like the flap on a snapback hat
    You can't stop me every month I'm a come
    And I'm a keep on hitting licks like I was punching my tongue
    Try'na be victorious against something I brung
    Is like running a marathon with a dysfunctional lung (come on now)
    I just laughed when I watch the awards
    Other than a couple legends all that I see is frauds
    Real music coming back those some dissident odds
    Women wearing slut clothes and men dressing like broads
    Next year don't put no pants on, order you a gown
    Homeboy you ain't no motherfuckin' artist you a clown
    You a slave to the Master and you still in this trap
    Equivalent to a dummy on a ventriloquist slap
    Come on now
    [Hook x2]
    We glorify strippin' we glorify pimpin'
    We glorify sniffing coke and downgrading women
    They plans for you to be stupid our enemies know
    You ain't a falloff pimp you just a industry hoe
    Yeah I know you offended when I say it, it hurts
    You don't know the game let me show you the way that it works
    The record label sign new artists then push and promote
    Commercial dance songs, freak songs and songs about dope
    They pay the radio to play the shit and put it on blast
    Next thing you know your five year old daughter is bouncing her ass
    And your son is at a club doing a feminine dance
    With an extra small shirt on and some pink ass pants
    CEO's in on it, they denied they lying
    You a damn fool if you don't see the shit is designing
    And I'm knowing you probably thinking "so what we paid"
    But if he gave yo ass a million think how much he made
    Fool
    [Hook x2]
    See I believe in that secret meeting that left the game crushed
    Truth be told I don't blame the industry I blame us
    We let money cover the fact that these cats is evil
    We lost control as artists and parents and his people
    See sometimes it's alright to dwell in the past
    Even conscience rappers these days be selling they ass
    No lie, chasing the high cause the feeling is good
    The influence of bullshit music is killing the hood
    Any money that they do get, they give it right back
    We in the ghetto struggling daily we ain't living like that
    They kill the music that would breed the intelligent minds
    Singles and rappers throwing up secret endevilish signs
    Don't be fooled by the image and video represented
    The main is cars, all his women and the mansion is rented
    You serving time on the label I'm suspending your sentence
    This here the official underground decoration of independence
    Yeah
    [Hook x2]

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