My youngins get it fucked up when ya’ll talk about the game
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Like it’s designed in their favor
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Like it ain’t outlined for them to waiver
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Their rights for a lil?bit of fame
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Get in bullshit fights for a lil?name
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To get noticed by some niggas that don’t give two fucks about you
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Tell em?you don’t do the jives and shucks, and they route you to the shelf
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See there’s no money in good health
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So they need you to be sick with it, ill content and delivery niggas
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This nation thrives off misery niggas
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So if you ain’t trying to let your hard times increase your wealth
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Niggas keep that progressive shit to yourself
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This is the business of buying souls, and we only tryin?to fuck with those who trying to sell them
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See, they may see me as an adversary cuz they know I’m tryin?to tell them
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About the forest of artists who grow only to meet industry axes
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How they take niggas dreams and write then off in their taxes
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Contracts is confusing, but don’t worry they’ll appoint you a lawyer for you whore you
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Loan you funds to fuck your soul make you pay it back and still maintain control of your stroll
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Your tracks and your hot ass slow flow
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They’ll keep you looking good and all that, but no dough
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You see when that get a bitch, they got a bitch
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And contrary to popular opinion it ain’t my sistas that switch
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It’s my brothers
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We the dumb motherfuckers
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Hardest niggas in the streets turned industry suckers
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Cuz we refused to do the knowledge
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Nigga, you can’t learn this music game in the streets or in college
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So you betta pick up a book or something
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Or fuck it, FAB will put it in a hook or something
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Hope that you listen to it
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Got you pumpin?that poison while they paint them illusionary parades and keep pissin?thru it
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You pussies don’t know the price or the sacrifices that this industry makes real niggas walk
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Exodus
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Fabolous |