Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Record Company Pimpin', artist - Ice Cube. Album song War & Peace Vol. 2 (The Peace Disc), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.03.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
Record Company Pimpin' |
A nigga told me, the record company’s the pimp |
The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner |
And the audience is the trip, god damn |
(verse one) |
Incredible young nigga, you can’t belive i’m just one nigga |
God damn i’ve gotten bigger |
Intellect superior, |
Walk in a room and make the whole interior, inferior |
If you look me in my eyes |
You might fuck around and loose control of your mind body and your soul |
Grab ahold |
Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think |
If you wink, i’ll make you ich think |
Did you blink, did you ever drink your own brain matter |
Shotgun enima, this ain’t no cinema |
All praises due to the creator |
--for this man here, that can’t no nigga stand near-- |
True, inventor of the double-you |
What choo wanna do, i got the red and the blue |
Show me one nigga dedicated to raps |
I’ll show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps |
Record company death traps settin’decoys |
Just to pimp young b-boys |
With a cup full of yak, studio contact |
Maniac with a contract |
Well turn up the bass and the motherfuckin’treble |
About to do a deal with the devil for my vocal level |
Bullshit points, plus he want to rub it in And take all my publishin', god damn |
Do i take it up the rectum |
Just to rock the spectrum |
Give up a right arm, just to do a form |
Hell no, all you motherfukers goan leave this bitch limpin' |
No more, record company pimpin' |
No more (No more), record company pimpin' |
No more (No more), record company pimpin' |
No more (No more), record company pimpin' |
No more No more No more No more |
You ain’t pimpin’me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) |
I ain’t pimpin’you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) |
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) |
So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you) |
You ain’t pimpin’me (please listen to my demo) |
I ain’t pimpin’you (please listen to my demo) |
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) |
So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you) |
(verse two) |
I’ma keep it simple, it went from please listen to my demo |
To get your ass out my limo |
Stretch presidential |
It’s essential cuz the record company will have your ass in a rental |
If you let 'em, You have to behead 'em |
Contracts you never read 'em |
CEO’s you never met 'em |
Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney |
Nigga that’s his lawyer, ain’t got nothin’for ya Treat ya like they emloy ya, i’m a warrior |
Bite you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya |
When they ignore ya cause, you got to hold your balls |
Catch a motherfucker slippin’in bathroom stalls |
And then you show 'em that you ain’t a rookie |
Let 'em know that you’d rather have, more points than more pussy |
Pimp turned bookie |
Now how the fuck i get in so much debt |
God damn, we just met |
Welcome to the rap game |
Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin' |
You can be the star and fuck women |
I’ma just play the back and keep winnin' |
No more (No more), record company pimpin' |
No more (No more), record company pimpin' |
No more (No more), record company pimpin' |
No more No more No more No more |
You ain’t pimpin’me (please listen to my demo) |
I ain’t pimpin’you (please listen to my demo) |
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) |
So what we gonna do (i got to holla at you, holla at you) |
You ain’t pimpin’me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) |
I ain’t pimpin’you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh) |
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free) |
So what we gonna do (can i holla at you, holla at you) |
It went from please listen to my demo |
To get your ass out my limo |
(outro) |
Mama’s, don’t let your kids grow up to be rappers |
Unless you tell them if they gonna get in this buisness |
They better learn this buisness |
Or they goan get fucked |
Simple as that |
Simple as that |