And it goes something like this.
In these troubled times, yes, a division exists.
Made a decision to enlist.
and not make for the exit.
I'd rather put the crab first and be on some of this next shit.
You motherfuckers are asleep.
Waited down by the chain around your neck like deuces.
Not to be a noob.
that all your money's gone.
You need to get in the studio and some new hits.
But what's that?
Oh, you've been away
Nobody remembers your record that alone the songs you guessed it on.
Cause our retention spans are cut off.
the torrent in the van you didn't play the game right you're supposed to be right
tight it's quite literally the opposite of creativity the way these fucking assholes run this
And labels want to repackage old thoughts.
And art takes a back seat.
When commerce meets commercial sponsors, the compster is word up.
It's our first dollars.
And labels want to repackage old thoughts.
And art takes a backseat.
commercial concert.
It's the Comster.
It's Blurred Up.
It's our first dollars.
in advance on what you might do.
Lock you up for records, brother.
We really like you.
We love your shit
don't forget right off the top, half goes to Uncle Sam.
And of course there's your lawyer,
to protect you from the scavengers.
gets paid back into your take.
Well, all right.
I guess that's just how the business is.
My t-shirts
Well, that's not
call the deal.
That means all degrees they surround you
on the road you're doing shows killing yourself for your pimp like a bunch of fucking hoes
And labels wanna repackage your thoughts.
And art takes a backseat.
When commerce meets commercial sponsors, the comm stir is blurred up, it's hard first.
And labels wanna repackage your thoughts.
And art takes a backseat.
When commerce meets commercial sponsors, the compster is burned up.
Now please don't take it like I'm preaching to you Cause I've been seared in this business like a piece of tuna
And these sharks put their motherfucking teeth right through ya Just a warning about how these regular
people's do you if you're interested in having any kind of future move your own units fuck it they gonna have
the new breed, topper than the old regime while the bonuses dry up along with their
the way that it had to be no longer under your rule excuse us your majesty we're gonna
carve ourselves a new route fuck a record label put your own
And labels want to repackage your thoughts.
commercial sponsors.
The Comster is word up.
It's our first dollars.
It labels one of
Package your thoughts, and art takes a backseat to what is more.
No longer be need.
your naval services you overslept in the bed you made free the sheep
I talk about good people, but you put your own music out.
