Fucked

Lyrics

(phesto dee)
 Master of emcee slave trade
 Pullin' chief executive chains on his muppets
 The prime minister of shattered dreams
 For these young black kids
 Itchin' for this rap status
 But he never could add up these b-boy mathematics
 His pragmatic toys made him money magnetic
 The abrasive weight of his unevasive vendettas
 Made him keep two barrettas with his industry contingents
 Ninjas, paid protection and fringe benefits
 He rolls from the stretch benz limited edition
 Caught between a sinister smoke screen and henchmen
 Straightened his lapel ignited his cigarette
 And shoved the knot of his tie and awaited his death wish
 Reckless manslaughter left him breathless
 Mashed his chest it's a crash in the intersection
 A fraction of a second
 Spun out on the sidewalk
 He couldn't pull his gun out
 'cause instantly
 He was f**ked in the industry
 (opio)
 Is it real or imagery?
 Senseless acts of savagery
 Could it be you got f**ked in the industry?
 See it
 You got f**ked in the industry
 (chorus)
 (tajai)
 Cause niggas get off in this business
 Tryin' to come up
 Awestruck, starstruck
 But you know how they end up
 See it
 You got f**ked in the industry
 You know how they end up
 (tajai)
 Video queen type for whom you's feen
 Appeared in many scenes
 Fulfilling her childhood dreams
 Got involved with this hardcore mc
 Said she like to kick it and hang 'cause he
 Kept her clean
 Expensive thangs, european names
 Ice embedded amidst, ruby red flames she
 Stayed in his mix, figured it was all a game
 Swearin' that this nigga was her ticket to fame
 But little did she know there was truth to what he's sayin'
 'bout how he made his livin' sellin' crack cocaine
 'bout how he put caps in all his enemies brains
 I guess he missed the two that came checkin' for change
 Didn't hear his pits squeal necks broke on choke chains
 Baskin' in the glow of f**k faces they just exchange
 Maxin' in his home, coolin' out just relaxin'
 Niggas busted and cappin' while she was in between his
 Satins and intravenous
 Drip her failing heart rate blip
 And the bloody mattress
 The sole legacy of this budding actress
 Coroner lights and cops cameras followed the action
 I wasn't surprise but rather saddened when it happened
 (tajai)
 Cause niggas get off in this business tryin' to come up
 Awestruck, start struck
 But you now how they end up
 (opio)
 The devious life you get touched
 See it
 But you know how they end up
 (opio)
 Down in san diego at the gavin
 I seen a hip-hop journalist get stabbed
 That shit was savage
 Caught him in the stomach with about four inches
 Slapped him in his face relentless
 And pulled out some big shit
 He said look homie, you don't know me
 Put the gat to his head calm and slowly
 The journalist screamin' and cryin' scared of dyin'
 Dude mashed him in his jaw with the barrel
 Told him stop lyin'
 Picked him up off his knees with ease
 I thought he might squeeze
 'til I heard the police yellin' freeze!
 He reached for the heavens
 Eleven cops put his head in a (shuminumaki?)
 Blood on the concrete
 That's when I peeped dude that shanked him was a rapper
 Hot cause his name got slandered
 Locked in a metal case for over a decade
 He thought he was invincible
 But now he wish that day never happened
 Askin' his God for forgiveness
 Purgin' is harder than vengeance tryin' to end this nightmare
 The industry clockwork oranged his whole shit
 And warped his brain until he flipped out
 Is that what is about
 You talk too much you got a gun in your mouth
 Talkin' big when you little man they called you out
 Shoulda kept your shit shut
 Cause you know how they end up
 (chorus)
 

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Duration
04:00
Key
11
Tempo
96 BPM

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