Industry Lyrics

Over the Atlantic (over the Atlantic)
Ocean (ocean)
Miles and miles away (miles and miles away)
From sea to sea (from sea to sea)

Out about in my travels (my travels)

Now you wanna react
With the yellow suits soft as a Power Ranger
I be the kid that pissin the word

Squat down and drop in turds
I′m bigger than them
With a hanger
Increase your blood pressure
Boost your anger
My pH intolerant with danger
Lost and found
Lost and bound on a Greyhound
I keeps the retarded headed Boston bound

I switch L.A. to New York
Move to Chicago to Florida and you duck

Cape Cod and bring Boston down
Weed under my balls cover 18 pounds
My dick up under the truck pick up luck

I saw it first
You got food in the nightclub
With a transsexual with his penis stuck
With a thong between his butt

Dancin on the late night show
With frosty ICEEs
And the Manolo boots

Top MCs move with some weird groups

The top floor penthouse

They get a secret pass

The music industry is ill
Maybachs, Bentleys, Benzes park at Kent house
Is this what the industry do?
They be with those weird people
Walkin around with that weird crew
Is this what the industry do?
They be with those people
Walkin around with a weird crew

It's the other side of town
We don′t know
The password
Regular people like me and you can't get down
You gotta be strange
Plastic like hell
Like them skinny models
Smokin cigarettes by the packs
Bats and bats

They be walkin around with those things
You know a lotta little tape on they backs
Takin heroin at night

Sippin cocaine by the straws
They got some different laws
If you don't know the password
You can′t even get in
You won′t hear the past verb
That's right

Industry is wack
Industry is wack
Wack, wack
Is this what the industry do?
They be with those weird people
Walkin around with that weird crew
Is this what the industry do?
They be with those people
Walkin around with a weird crew

See these are different parties
It′s a different group of people
When you start makin your money

I notice those people
They start changin

They don't even come around the projects no more
They hang downtown with funny people who do weird different things
I mean
It may be so strange you would never understand it
They go to places you can′t get in
That's why they get these houses far away and
That you can′t see them
Cause they start doin weird stuff
You know

Havin another man put hamsters up they butt
Stuff like that
And they be with other people
Other rappers mixed with singers
And they start touchin each other

And they start wearin a lotta suits and stuff
And they start hangin around
Different places that they never thought they would be before
They start lettin men rub up against them

And they forget about the streets

And they go far and far
They start livin up in co-ops and penthouses
And they start kneelin down

Kissin other men
All around they stomach and they pelvis
These are big, big people
They start doin weird different things
And they start forgettin everybody

They go on
Bodyguards turn they heads like they don't see nothin
It's a different world out there with those weird people

Industry is wack
Industry is wack

Industry is
Industry is wack
Industry is wack
Wack, wack

Industry is wack
Industry is wack
Industry is wack
W-w-wack
W-W-W-Wack