Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song F.T.I. 2.0, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song N9NA, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.04.2019
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
F.T.I. 2.0 |
| Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha |
| When the monster you created |
| Comes back to bite you in the ass |
| What I say in this disclosure (What?) |
| Y’all are stupid, you get shoulder (Hah) |
| Cause your plan was to get over |
| Since the days of Victrola |
| All the years of straight lies and deprivin' |
| Now I’m pushin' to take a dive and connivin' |
| We should never hear any cries from the guys |
| When independence we risin' high steady survivin' |
| Never ever had an artist wanna spray us |
| Cause when they do the fuckin' work, they know we pay up |
| And I see the labels getting set to bust |
| Cause them people wanna bypass them and come direct to us |
| I mean those with no major, mo' ways to grow paper |
| For the little mane, they cut out the middle gang |
| Now you gotta threaten 'em, tell 'em you pull your catalog |
| We ain’t gotta do that at all, we sayin' ain’t that a hog |
| Fuck the industry, menace, remember me |
| Finish the sinners, replenish thee |
| Slim if he grin and see clemency |
| In this seat and they need dentistry |
| We don’t stop when you suffer (Nah) |
| We say haha motherfucker (Haha motherfucker) |
| On god when they snuff ya |
| I stand, right hand, middle finger, fuck ya |
| You in trouble now, we that bubble sound |
| Your record label better get with it or then it’s hubble bound |
| I mean to rebel now, so many befuddled clowns in the industry |
| Then it’s me, leaving 'em with muddled frowns |
| You’ve been greedy so believe me |
| Your thievery will indeed hit you right where your cheese be |
| For years you been dumb and hold the juice |
| But it’s over now, the chickens are coming home to roost |
| Get a little stupid, get, get a little stupid |
| I mean get a lotta stupid, cause y’all the sign of the music |
| That’s why we celebratin' artists cooled as Christmas |
| Cause we know without no artists, ain’t no music business |
| Nigga |
| Fuck the industry, menace, remember me |
| Finish the sinners, replenish thee |
| Slim if he grin and see clemency |
| In this seat and they need dentistry |
| We don’t stop when you suffer (Nah) |
| We say haha motherfucker (Haha motherfucker) |
| On god when they snuff ya |
| I stand, right hand, middle finger, fuck ya |
| This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah) |
| Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (Whoop) |
| Play me then you turn me to a malice man |
| No more fucking Grammy’s |
| Family never see you smile again (Yeah) |
| This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah) |
| Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (Whoop) |
| Play me then you turn me to a malice man |
| No more fucking Grammy’s |
| Family never see you smile again (Yeah) |
| This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah) |
| Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (Whoop) |
| Play me then you turn me to a malice man |
| No more fucking Grammy’s |
| Family never see you smile again (Bitch) |
| This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah) |
| Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (What) |
| Play me then you turn me to a malice man |
| No more fucking Grammy’s |
| Family never see you smile again (Yeah) |
| You used our music to get a quick check |
| But you’ve created something you’ll definitely regret |
| We are the new music business, it goes the fuck up |