YUNG-RARE
3 MAN CELL
[Intro: DMX]
Industry is full of a bunch of dick sucking, dick riding, bending over the desk ass n***as, straight up like that
Whoever don't like it, bring it, n***a, bring it, I don't give a fuck
Bring it, bring it, bitch
Well, the industry, it's full of, uh, homo, hating ass n***as
Y'know I mean? It's like they got...
They got this, this new breed of rapper
King Kong ain't got shit on me

[Chorus: Kxng]
What they oughta know is n***as got me fucked up
All up in my bag, n***as mad 'cause if they rush, they get fucked up
Whole gang, tidal wave, get wet in the rain
Mentally drained, take a stain just to ease the pain

[Post-Chorus: Kxng]
Bitch, we can bang it out, broad day
No AR or AK, it don't jam, fuck a Lamb
Hopped out the tank, orangutans all in the gang
Pull up, spin yo' block two times, hop out and snatch yo' chain

[Verse 1: Kxllswxtch]
Bitch, I'm pissed off
Dirty syringe, I'm sick, dog
Fist blood, I pull up and make yo' skin crawl
I ain't come to talk, I came to stomp heads
Red rain, bullets shower when I pop lead
[Bridge: Kxllswxtch]
Blood on my face and all up in my teeth
Don't step to me, you gon' taste defeat
Pray to God and walk amongst the sheep
But I stand alone, so don't talk to me

[Verse 2: Kxllswxtch]
Genocide, pistol whippin', I grip a nine
Step inside this mind of mine, you won't leave alive
Columbine and when I bang, no survivors
Flatline, homicide without a sight

[Verse 3: YUNG-RARE]
Fuck, okay, yeah, you on that bullshit
Choppa gon' eat him and leave him moanin' with a full clip
N***as is bangin' 'til n***as bang 'em through the living room
Hangin' with killers 'til all the killers try to drill 'em, too
Get your chain chopped, brain stomped, cut your oxygen off
Leave 'em layin' in a box 'til they talkin' to a n***a who can drag 'em down to hell
How they in the trap when n***as can't afford they bail?

[Chorus: Kxng]
What they oughta know is n***as got me fucked up
All up in my bag, n***as mad 'cause if they rush, they get fucked up
Whole gang, tidal wave, get wet in the rain
Mentally drained, take a stain just to ease the pain
[Post-Chorus: Kxng]
Bitch, we can bang it out, broad day
No AR or AK, it don't jam, fuck a Lamb
Hopped out the tank, orangutans all in the gang
Pull up, spin yo' block two times, hop out and snatch yo' chain

[Outro: DMX]
You know what I'm sayin'?
They sucking the the record label executives' dicks, and it's like
There's too much of that going on, you know what I'm saying?
Let me be me, let me be the artist that I am
And just play my motherfuckin' music, y'know I mean?
I'm not valuing and associating myself with the industry, y'know I'm saying?
I'm not an industry artist, I'm an artist in the industry
I ain't with all that "in the club" shit, throwing it up
Them n***as probably on the same shit every fucking day
What are you, a fuckin' alcoholic? Y'know I mean?