Yeah Y'all ready Living each day and night to the fullest man, not knowing if we promise tomorrow, drop my pen away with another round paper bag Pop another pill, feel normal for the day, the choices I made wouldn't change, nah never man What taught me to write from the wrong straw, I'm weak, noble and fake, that's a rare case of speaking the truth, you know what I mean?

This game man Is rigged already. It's, it's fucked up. It really is. It's why it's hard for the underdog to get ahead. Legitly in this game won't use that as an excuse to hold me back though. Never pushing forward. Closing the gap in between. Opening your eyes, looking round. It ain't the same. And compared to 10 years ago, not even close man, industry backwards instead of forward

Damn. Why. Figured the Pyramid scheme for the DSPs. I don't get it. Why I don't get it. Now we sell. our Music away today for pennies, no recognition. It seems like the recognition is forgotten. Label just robbing us, wondering why no one wants to sign on that dotted line this is part one exposing the lies

What did I say? This is part one exposing the lies . They don't give a fuck about our wellbeing. They rather see us in the gutter than doing our well being. I don't understand why, man. I'm the one that makes these hits to you. You think that you would look out for me and my crew, but nah. Rather see your pockets swell bigger, get richer, more

A yacht, a private jet, and travel the world. I don't get it man, I want those things too. Why is it bothered that it's just the ones that control the money and the labor? I don't understand that. They all liars sitting around the round table like King Arthur all over again. knighted one by one but they don't hold the mic in their hand

A dangerous MC, I let it expose, duh. Cause I don't give a fuck, I don't leave them in my corner, y'all. Independent, get it how I get it already. Bring it back to the days when we used to sell it out the trunk, yo. Yeah, when hip hop was real, the game was real as it could be. Cause there's only a few left of us, you see

Shout out to Jewels and Crooked Eye. Swing that fax, that's King Crooked, you understand? Yeah, that man, he's a legend. Real legend. That's real hip hop, you understand me? Yeah. I guarantee most of you can't even name the five elements of hip hop. Most of y'all just industry plants. Y'all just forgot about what hip hop is

Really is, and what it's doing, understand, yeah, I repute it. I don't give a fuck, yeah, y'all just computers. You seeing what I'm saying now? Or is it going one out the ear and out the other now? Let's get it straight, I'm talking to you, man. I'm trying to expose the lies to you, little man. Trying to get you see the shit plain clear

Trying to see you get your mind up, get it clear. But they don't give a fuck about none of that, man. They'd rather get that stack and go on and blow it, yeah. You ain't gettin no more money, man. That was all that you got. It's sad, it is. They usin us every single day, kid. But that's enough. I'm just rough, man

Doin what I can just to warn the youth, yeah. Let's go. You already know, young dog. Let's uh, let's get it. Money is the object of all evil. I do this music shit, man, just for my people. It's their people, man. I don't know about you. But I do this for everyone. I'm gonna spin to it. Yeah. No. Woo