[Intro: K-Rino]
Yeah, we coming for ya
Underground uprising
Motherfucker, it's too late
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late
Let's go

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Uh, if you scared don't ride with me
‘Cause any second I just might react violently
Every month, every year, it's the same thing
So fuck it, murder the mainstream

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
We specialize in agg tracks, this ain't the Rat Pack
When I'm coming at you, better duck like Aflac
Focus in on your bottom lip and then extract that
Rip it across like the flap on a snapback hat
You can't stop me, every month I'ma come
And I'm a keep on hitting licks like I was punching my tongue
Trying to be victorious against something I brung
Is like running a marathon with a dysfunctional lung
I just laugh when I watch the awards
Other than a couple legends, all that I see is frauds
Real music coming back, them some desolate odds
Women wearing slut clothes and men dressing like broads
Next year don't put no pants on, order you a gown
Homeboy you ain't no motherfucking artist, you a clown
You a slave to the Master and you still in this trap
Equivalent to a dummy on a ventriloquist's lap
Come on now
[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Uh, if you scared don't ride with me
‘Cause any second I just might react violently
Every month, every year, it's the same thing
So fuck it, murder the mainstream

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
We glorify stripping, we glorify pimping
We glorify sniffing coke and downgrading women
They planned for you to be stupid, our enemies know
You ain't a falloff pimp, you just an industry hoe
Yeah I know, you offended, when I say it, it hurts
You don't know the game? Let me show you the way that it works
The record label sign new artists, then push and promote
Commercial dance songs, freak songs and songs about dope
They pay the radio to play the shit and put it on blast
Next thing you know your 5-year-old daughter’s bouncing her ass
And your son is at a club doing a feminine dance
With an extra small shirt on and some pink ass pants
CEOs in on it, they deny it, they lying
You a damn fool if you don't see this shit is designed
And I'm knowing you probably thinking, "So what? We paid!"
But if he gave your ass a million, think how much he made
Fool

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Uh, if you scared don't ride with me
‘Cause any second I just might react violently
Every month, every year, it's the same thing
So fuck it, murder the mainstream
[Verse 3: K-Rino]
See I believe in that secret meeting that left the game crushed
Truth be told, I don't blame the industry, I blame us
We let money cover the fact that these cats is evil
We lost control as artists and parents and as people
See, sometimes, it's alright to dwell in the past
Even conscious rappers these days be selling their ass
No lie, chasing the high ‘cause the feeling is good
The influence of bullshit music is killing the hood
Any money that they do get, they give it right back
We in the ghetto struggling daily, we ain't living like that
They kill the music that would breed thinking, intelligent minds
Singers and rappers throwing up secret and devilish signs
Don't be fooled by the image and video represented
Them ain't his cars or his women and that mansion is rented
You serving time on the label, I'm suspending your sentence
This here's the official underground declaration of independence
Yeah

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Uh, if you scared don't ride with me
‘Cause any second I just might react violently
Every month, every year, it's the same thing
So fuck it, murder the mainstream