Tech N9ne The Industry is Punks Lyrics
            [Chorus]
            He won't play me on radio cause they be on
            Punk s___ daily on, industry's a shady one
            [Repeat 4x]
        
            [Verse 1]
            Don't nobody wanna deal with a n____ that got it together
            For real and even think his own thoughts
            Everybody wanna do what everybody else doing the copy cat is what
            They been taught, Imma get in the brain of the lame
            I contain pain and imma give it to the rap game
            The way you're doing it the way you're persuing it you're
            Gonna ruin it villain it's a god d___ shame.
        
            Are you ready for the real here we go now,
            Most on the radio can't flow now,
            Everyday I gotta cut the radio down
            Sound like another pac or an O-Town
            You can't have a contest or a show down
            When two cats got the same kind of flow sound
            Tecca Nina I'm coming to put the mo down
            Run up in the record label with a four pound
        
            Am I too versatile cursed to drown in the bowels
            Of the earth man I'll be first to growl and burst out the vowels
            Of the original murderist verse out the mouth
            Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one running the race
            That's real I'm speaking to everyone in the place
            I can deal with you don't like the drum
            And the bass if you can deal with a mother f___ing gun in your face
        
            I can't get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it
            P.D.'s some really don't know a hit for s___
            Kick the b____ if you diss my hit, you might get pistol whipped
            Catch'em in the hall, hitt'em in the jaw
            Give it to the fans they can get it all
            Cause the industry is punks, Tech I'm ready to get krunk
            I'm comin' to straight dump with a pump
        
            [Chorus]
            [Repeat 4x]
        
            [Verse 2]
            How many 2 pacs and JZ's and Master P's can they conceive?
            Don't they know a few gloc's 380's and master keys will make'em bleed
            How you gonna say black people won't listen to this or don't listen to that
            Like saying a fool can slang cane a fool can gang bang but never will get hit with a gat
        
            You better get your story straight cause I ain't no devil for real
            I'm a rebel for real that Tech N9ne is on some other level for real
            You're a pebble to real n____s songs like Psycho b____ and Real Killer
            Einstein n____ that's a mill stealer the idiots say black folk won't feel us
        
            What you think we dumb? Do we all gotta run when the heat come?
            Showing original tongue it'll be fun but the mother f___ers want the b__s
            And the weak ones Suge Knight punked
            The industry quick that's because most the industry's b____ n____
            I'm a man I don't be running from nobody we deal with n____s who trippin' and giving us s___
        
            Radio won't play the unk fay thought they wanted rap
            To advance but they ont day when I die imma aunt hay
            Every industry f__got who giving money to an unk pay
            Tech and Tekneko get people involved from KC to Mexico
            Strapped with that fat desert eagle run up on the industry
            And let the heat go
        
            [Chorus]
            [Repeat 4x]
        
            [Verse 3]
            You can look into my E.Y.E.'s and you can see why these
            Mother f___ers don't wanna see my steeze
            Cause imma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles
            And I come from the kingdom of rumble drums
            And hums become b__bles, I'm the one that begun the gun tongue get sprung
            Got everyone comin' in bundles
        
            Act like a b____ treated like a b____, act like a chump
            Treated like a chump when the funk jumps what you gonna want?
            Ain't gon want nothin' industry punks you can run but ya can't hide from the ride
            You can say that it's dope but I won't buy it, you can think Tech 9
            Really won't fly but I got a killer ear and a killer eye
        
            Def Jam take chances in my opinion, they give advances to the n____s
            That's really on universal loud laface, that's some of my favorites
            But the ones who call the shots most of 'em on some hater s___.
        
            That other s___, for ya mother sis or your brother b____
            Not no lover lick, packing blackened fat and blubber s___
            Yeah, the radio dead cause the industry is punks put the
            Double barrel to its foe head
        
            [Chorus]
            [Repeat 8x]
        
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