| Look at all the rappers that the game’s killed
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| Record labels makin' billions, why can’t artists even pay bills?
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| You get taken advantage of if you take deals
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| They’re the devil, ain’t no angels in the outfield
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| You get your chains and a bracelet, maybe a fake grill
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| You get you paid and you’re famous, baby, it ain’t real
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| Couple milli, think you made it
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| But the record label take it when you overdose on alcohol and pain pills
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| Gimme a pen and pad, I’m gonna get in the lab
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| I’m gonna kill 'em with tracks, I’ma deliver the facts
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| Nobody holdin' me back, labels are trickin' the fans
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| Rappers are industry plants, everything planned
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| I ain’t brain dead, never signed a deal, it don’t make sense
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| Never let a label manipulate what I’ve made yet
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| Invading the industry, independently, I break in
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| Kill the gatekeepers with a blade, leave the gate bent
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| Mainstream rappers see the fame, wanna break bread
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| Soul ain’t for sale, never sellout tryna pay rent
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| Illuminati puppets, the industry hails Satan
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| The devil makin' deals, I won’t shake hands
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| Independent, underrated, these other rappers all hate it
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| Goin' viral with no label, with no manager or agent
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| Call my momma, I’ve got commas, and the money goin' crazy
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| And she cryin', tryna tell me that she’s happy for her baby, like
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| Ooh, ayy
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| Finally got that deal, got a pen in my hand
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| Ooh, ayy
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| Like how you tryna buy who the hell I am?
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| You can keep your cash I’m not that broke, I won’t sign no contracts, I do me
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| Y’all are canceled, stealing people’s dreams, how can you sleep?
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| It’s a rap pose, throwin' cash in Lambos
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| I’m independent 'til I’m dead, I quit the music industry
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| Artists really only wanna chase dreams
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| We’re broke all our lives, beggin' labels, «Please take me»
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| Tricked us into thinkin' gettin' deals is a great thing
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| Spent our whole careers tryna break free
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| The fans say they love us, tryna give 'em music they need
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| Label doesn’t like it, that ain’t mainstream
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| You lookin' in the mirror like, «What happened, man? |
| This ain’t me»
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| I guess that I just don’t see what they see
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| Gimme a mic and a booth, I’m gonna die for the truth
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| I’m gonna fight for the youth, I done got nothin' to lose
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| Labels are hidin' the proof, look, I’ma give you a clue
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| Illuminati symbols are the logos major labels use
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| They’re calling me an industry plant, I giggle and laugh
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| I’m the total opposite of what they want, I’m spittin' the facts
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| I make songs about the honest things you whisper to fam
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| I’ve exposed the government, they wanna kill me for that
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| I’ve put the pedophile sex cults on infinite blast
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| I leaked the industry secrets, and I did it with rap
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| How dare you try to say that my intentions aren’t actin'
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| That my vision is a pillar of their intricate plan
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| No one to manage my decisions and the pending gold plaques
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| No, you won’t see my initials on official contracts
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| Independent 'til I’m dead or I’m a bitter old man
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| Middle finger, I’m a missile that they can’t hold back, like
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| Ooh, ayy
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| Finally got that deal, got a pen in my hand
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| Ooh, ayy
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| Like how you tryna buy who the hell I am?
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| You can keep your cash I’m not that broke, I won’t sign no contracts, I do me
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| Y’all are canceled, stealin' people’s dreams, how can you sleep?
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| It’s a rap pose, throwin' cash in Lambos
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| I’m independent 'til I’m dead, I quit the music industry
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| Miss me with all of that industry talk
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| Worked my whole life for the things that I have
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| Why would I give you the keys to the car?
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| If you just gon' drive while I pay for the gas
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| I ain’t gon' come to your meetings no more
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| Told you already ain’t givin' you half
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| Y’all can’t wait to get your feet in the door
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| Then lock me outside while you steal from my fans
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| Keep your cash I’m not that broke, I won’t sign no contracts, I do me
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| Y’all are canceled, stealin' people’s dreams, how can you sleep?
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| It’s a rap pose, throwin' cash in Lambos
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| I’m independent 'til I’m dead, I quit the music industry
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| Keep your cash I’m not that broke, I won’t sign no contracts, I do me
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| Y’all are canceled, stealin' people’s dreams, how can you sleep?
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| It’s a rap pose, throwin' cash in Lambos
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| I’m independent 'til I’m dead, I quit the music industry |