Luyện nghe bài hát Industry

Yea, (another gutter...) you know we had to do it time baby! Nah-mean?
My nigga D, we through the motherfucking' doors
Of the together baby! Nah-mean? (Gots to tell the truth)
You gave shit dog, Ya know what I'm sayin?
Me like yo, go on these niggas baby, Nah-mean? (Gots to tell the truth)
Go hard just let know
What the fuck is going on
Now that's the fuck I did! Aight!
Arf, Arf. What!

1]
The industry; man its not the
The its not a fucking game
The industry; real is dying to get in
The industry; just define don't fit in
The industry; what it used to be
The industry; trying to the way you MC
They want you to dress like that this and like that
But I'm dress like this and talk with the gat
The industry; got y'all meaning nothing
The industry; fuck you heard cause he's bluffing
The industry; money, bitches,
But I you to try to take a fucking thing off my plate
The like "Wait!", but in the streets we like "Get 'em"
Set 'em teed up in thing, catch 'em sleeping and hit 'em
And Ima pop whoever 'em, the coroner is coming to get 'em
niggas, so that's how I did 'em

The mad niggas is full of shit
The industry; mad niggas is dick
The industry; bitches keep thinking its a
The industry; mention my fucking name
The industry; mad niggas is full of
The mad niggas is sucking dick
The industry; bitches keep thinking its a
The industry; don't my fucking name, nigga

2]
The Industry; if you ain't got a mind
The you ain't get down its a matter of time
The industry; vultures with nothing to on
The industry; see me I'm my beast on
The staying in the dirt, playing in the dirt
Touch the one in the industry and you will get hurt
I'm not an artist, I'm an artist in the industry
That's why you what the fuck I want, cause can finish me
The industry; wanted or alive
New artist to sell they souls, the way survive
The don't give a fuck about you
But the couldn't make a dime without you
The industry; I'm sick of industry shit
The industry; playing you a industry bitch
They try to finish me but I am on, so I stand strong
Fuck the beat, to the words of the damn song

(over hook)]
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh (2X)
Shit is yo
They loaning you to make a album
You pay 'em back the money, they still on the
What part of the game is that? (I tell you the truth, I lie)
You write your own shit, but they hold on to shit
part of the game is that?
(I try to hurt nobody, I mind my business)
You know what, the average nigga like
(All these industry niggas could a fucking dick!!)
cents over a motherfucking record
We a motherfucking union baby!!!

[Outro from on Def Poetry Jam]

Often, my words fall on ears
Motherfuckers be listenin' but hear
Talkin' to 'em and they be sittin' here
I be like "Where you goin'!?", nigga be "Yeah"