Lyrics:
MP3's killed the record companies
MP3's killed the record companies
MP3's killed the record companies
MP3's killed the record companies
Smothered by
Please listen to my demo [Repeats: x 8]
A nigga told me the record company's the pimp
The artist is the hoe The stage is the corner
yea
Sell out, with me tonight
The record company's gonna give me lots of money and
Everything's gonna be alright
No more flipping burgers
yea
Sell out, with me tonight
The record company's gonna give me lots of money and
Everything's gonna be alright
No more flipping burgers
sss-star
We suck (yeah)
We're never gonna make it
We're too dumb to be rich and famous
Record company's don't even want to claim us
We suck (yeah)
with me tonight
Record company's gonna give me lots of money and
Everything's gonna be all right
No more flippin' burgers puttin' on my silly hat
At the record company meeting
On their hands a dead star
And oh, the plans they weave
And oh, the sickening greed
At the record company party
At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star
And oh, the plans they weave
And oh, the sickening greed
At the record company
outs
Never signed to a record company coz they played out
1st verse :
Im still as hungry as the day I began a thoroughbred man devising a plan spreadin
(GREED)
Oh, what make yo woman take yo cash and don't give a fuck (GREED)
Destroys successful record companies (GREED)
And put chu' in yo grave and you
Clinch Mountain, Scott County
Travelling east
Going down to Bristol
Bristol, Tennessee
We're gonna see the man
From the Victor Record Company
Word goes
Rhythm and poetry spitting so prudent
It was once independent and a voice for the youth
Before corporate record companies censored the truth
It was once
Well the record company's goin' out of business
They price the records too damn high
And the boys in the band could use some assistance
Well
of demons
[Verse 1]
Midwestside was record company comprised of all friends
who grew up together and shared ends
Nobody stepped on nobody's toes
Don
and buy
But when they take me home
They never look in my eye
The supermarket shelf is a lie
I know, we saw
The guy from the record company
Makes me
Doing our thing in Queens
We had dreams about being emcees
And there was no concern about so and so
And these record companies
But now we all are
People tell us that we play to loud
But they don't know what our music's about
We never listen to the record company man
They try to change us
But when they take me home
They never look in my eye
The supermarket shelf is a lie
I know, we saw
The guy from the record company
Makes me wanna die
People tell us that we play too loud
But they don't know what our music's about
We never listen to the record company man
They try to change us
York
That said, 'Warner Bros
Record Company Sucks'
" and Bennet had to tell him that, "No
It was only a slide" And then the poor
Guy who shall go
they're about to put out a record in this country except their
record company has decided to put a no-no on the record.
Because of, uh... the cover which is
Quote that for the record
Misery loves company but misery is reckless
The company goes
And misery is all you're left with
The truth is in the blessings
it,
No, the audiences loved it. They liked it because they could dance to it.
But the record company hated it. They said "You can't record that
the V
Did it in three, homeboy listen to me
[Hook]
Crime pays
99 ways, 9 gauge, AK-47 homey hit the highway
Crime pays
I got a record company, liquor
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