Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murda the Mainstream, artist - K Rino.
Date of issue: 08.07.2012
Song language: English
Murda the Mainstream |
Yeah |
We coming for ya |
Underground uprising |
Muthafucka it’s too late |
It’s' too late |
It’s too late |
It’s too late |
Let’s |
Uh, if you scared don’t ride with me |
Cause any second I just might react violently |
Every month every year it’s the same thing |
So fuck it murda the mainstream |
Specialize and add tracks, this ain’t the rap pack |
When I’m coming at you better duck like Aflac |
Focusing on your bottom lip and then distract that |
Rip it across like the flap on a snapback hat |
You can’t stop me every month I’m a come |
And I’m a keep on hitting licks like I was punching my tongue |
Try’na be victorious against something I brung |
Is like running a marathon with a dysfunctional lung (come on now) |
I just laughed when I watch the awards |
Other than a couple legends all that I see is frauds |
Real music coming back those some dissident odds |
Women wearing slut clothes and men dressing like broads |
Next year don’t put no pants on, order you a gown |
Homeboy you ain’t no motherfuckin' artist you a clown |
You a slave to the Master and you still in this trap |
Equivalent to a dummy on a ventriloquist slap |
Come on now |
We glorify strippin' we glorify pimpin' |
We glorify sniffing coke and downgrading women |
They plans for you to be stupid our enemies know |
You ain’t a falloff pimp you just a industry hoe |
Yeah I know you offended when I say it, it hurts |
You don’t know the game let me show you the way that it works |
The record label sign new artists then push and promote |
Commercial dance songs, freak songs and songs about dope |
They pay the radio to play the shit and put it on blast |
Next thing you know your five year old daughter is bouncing her ass |
And your son is at a club doing a feminine dance |
With an extra small shirt on and some pink ass pants |
CEO’s in on it, they denied they lying |
You a damn fool if you don’t see the shit is designing |
And I’m knowing you probably thinking «so what we paid» |
But if he gave yo ass a million think how much he made |
Fool |
See I believe in that secret meeting that left the game crushed |
Truth be told I don’t blame the industry I blame us |
We let money cover the fact that these cats is evil |
We lost control as artists and parents and his people |
See sometimes it’s alright to dwell in the past |
Even conscience rappers these days be selling they ass |
No lie, chasing the high cause the feeling is good |
The influence of bullshit music is killing the hood |
Any money that they do get, they give it right back |
We in the ghetto struggling daily we ain’t living like that |
They kill the music that would breed the intelligent minds |
Singles and rappers throwing up secret endevilish signs |
Don’t be fooled by the image and video represented |
The main is cars, all his women and the mansion is rented |
You serving time on the label I’m suspending your sentence |
This here the official underground decoration of independence |
Yeah |