[talking]
The industry's a bunch of fuckin punks!!
Here's what they said...
Well, yaknow Tech, your drum-n-bass might not
go well with uh urban radio, yaknow?
And, your orange hair, it's so.. not..
black, I mean yaknow, you understand what I'm sayin?
[Chorus] - 2X
They won't play me on - radio, cuz they be on
Punk shit daily y'all - industry's a shady one
They won't play me on - radio, cuz they be on
Punk shit daily y'all - industry's a shady one
[Verse One: Tech]
Yo.. yo.. check.. check..
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 do,
when the "copycat" is what they been taught
I'ma get in the brain of the lame
I contain pain, and I'ma give it to the rap game
The way you're doin it, the way you're pursuin it
you're gonna ruin the feelin, it's a goddamn 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
We can't have a contest or a showdown
With two guys got the same kinda flow sound
Tecca Nina; I'm comin to put the mo' down
Run up in the record label with the fo' pound
Am I too versatile? Cursed to drown in the bowels of the Earth
When I'll be first to growl, and burst out the fouls
of the original murderous verse out the mouth
Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one winnin the race
That's real, I'm speakin to everyone in the place
I can deal what ya don't like; the drum and the bass
If you can deal with a motherfuckin gun in your face
I can't get wit it
Record labels in the industry are sick wit it
P.D.'s that really don't know a hit for shit
Kick the bitch - if you diss my hit, you might get pistol-whipped
Catch him in the hall - hit 'em in the jaw
Give it to the