Industry is Wak

[Intro: Tim Dog]<br>Yeahhhhh..<br>I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest<br>I wanna get some shit off my chest, shit off my chest<br>I wanna get some shit off my chest<br><br>[Tim Dog]<br>I got this rap shit sewn, locked down, from the ground to the sky<br>From L.A., all the way to Long I<br>Who am I? That motherfuckin nigga who be dissin<br>I be rippin motherfuckers like I`m eatin on some chicken<br>Finger lickin, like I got you out of Sylvia`s<br>Copeland`s, Roscoe`s, pollo, lo-co<br>Bo-jangles, Popeye`s, even KFC<br>Yo MC`s ain`t got no wins when they fuck with D-O-G<br>I`m dramatic, emphatic - I`m charismatic<br>I`m down with my niggaz (magnetic, magnetic)<br>My people, keepin it real, fuckin up your mind<br>Representin to the fullest, yo I got another rhyme<br>SHOWTIME, pump more systems than the Alpine<br>I bet you`re thinkin to yourself right now what`s on my mind (word)<br>My mind`s fed up, yo I`m dead up<br>These faggot-ass rappers and these punk bitches gonna get wet up<br>(WORD!) Runnin round the industry, frontin like they`re jiggy<br>Just because you rap don`t make you a piggy<br>Who is he? Some unknown sucka from the projects<br>Made a few demos, now you think you got it<br>Rhymin like Nas (what) lookin like Treach (word?)<br>Beats mad weak (woo!) hooker can`t catch (ha!)<br>Sayin Def Jam`s gonna sign you<br>You betta get a job and leave that bullshit behind you, WORD<br>You got some motherfuckin nerve<br>I shoulda left yo` ass on the god damn curb<br>But I`ma leave it all the motherfuckin same<br>And focus my attention on those rappers in the game<br>NOW, first you made a jam that`s hot (hot)<br>Then you made another then that shit went pop (pop)<br>Then you made another then that shit had flopped<br>You deserve exactly what yo` ass got, motherfucker!<br>Tryin to run after the whites<br>You used to wear Timbs, now yo` ass is in tights<br>And every time I see you, all you wanna do is fight<br>Don`t get mad cause my shit is right, aight?<br>I`m a motherfuckin man like you<br>You wanna be fake, while I gotta be true (word)<br>You wanna be the next when you shoulda been you<br>Now tell me what the FUCK am I supposed to do? BE-ATCH!<br><br>[Chorus 2X: Tim Dog] + (Kool Keith)<br>All I wanna do is rap<br>Get some trap, and live life kinda fat, that`s that<br>But how could a man just rap<br>(When the whole fuckin industry is WAK!)<br><br>[Interlude: Kool Keith]<br>Yeah, Kool Keith checkin in<br>That`s right, for you wak motherfuckers I got to show, SKILL<br>Tell you like it is, gotta get this shit off<br><br>[Kool Keith]<br>This ain`t the Grammy awards, ass-tight tuxedos<br>Niggaz are phony, tryin to act like my peoples<br>TV stars, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson<br>Her brother Michael, feelin babies for some rectum action<br>Niggaz like Al Green, you can`t trust Little Richard..<br>.. little bitchard<br>Girls today slept with Rock Hudson<br>The NBA - your favorite ballplayer`s turnin gay<br>Girls go nut, get attracted havin wild sex<br>In big mansions, Hollywood`s unsafe sex<br>Sniffin coke, movie stars roll in fly cards<br>Everybody has a card, runs a fake business<br>I`m that O.J. who gives a fuck about his case<br>like Madonna, that devil wearin paint on her face<br>You know the industry has already crossed over sexually<br>A lot of people turned bumblebee<br>Sodom and Gomorr`, it`s time for information<br>Half of y`all sick sing at the AIDS Foundation<br>I lay it down clown and take your famous queer crown<br>Glamour and famous mixed up, you slept with Rod Stewart<br>Girls get caught, take off they heels for they record deals<br>Did you get the deal BITCH?<br><br>Got served<br>And you sayyyyyyyyyyy...<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Tim Dog] Word up!