Artist: Termanology f/ Akrobatik, Consequence, Crooked I, Royce Da 5'9" Album: Time Machine (Hood Politics VI) Song: Music Industry (Rmx) Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Termanology] Termanology~! Consequence, Akrobatik, 5'9", Crooked I {"How far must you go to gain respect? Ummm"} Fizzy Wo' on the beat, c'mon [Termanology] Aiyyo, I ain't complainin 'bout a label not signin me I just got signed, my people like "Finally!" Took long enough but I ain't really sweat it I knew I'd get me a cheddick, pathetic the way we spend it Our relatives with the lettuce, invented venomous records Instead they rather us check in at college and get accredited Then if we ever quit it I did it, stayed on my shiddit Delivered quality records, regardless if they spit it and, shout out to real DJ's who always held me down And let me get up on they show when I get in town Let me spit a sixteen and play the hot shit Cause they in love with that real hip-hop shit Not for the profit and bread up in they pocket Jackin all of these flossin cats spittin that nonsense Consequence reppin N.Y.C. now Akrobatik he be reppin for the Bean now 5'9" he be reppin for the D now Crooked I reppin killa Cali now Fizzy Wo' stay reppin M.O.P. now Termanology, I'll still kill you with a freestyle [Chorus: scratched Q-Tip samples] "DJ to DJ" - "This is for all y'all" "It isn't easy" - "To gain respect, ummm" "Industry rule number four thousand and eighty, record company people are shady" [Royce Da 5'9"] From the beats to the technique Table, streets to the 'net Keep blazin my raps before self baby, my jacket is flawless After I spit, I could turn around and put my lyrics back in the toilet That means I (I) spit that shit (shit) Radio don't want it but I still got chips (chips) +I Am Legend+ but not Will Smith Just, e'rybody else on the Earth don't exist [Crooked I] Adidas with no strings in 'em Levi's with the crease in 'em, Kangols I was seen in 'em Four-finger rings, yeah, I was sleepin 'em Ever since the beginnin I spit with extreme venom Now they don't respect rap phenomenons Only rappers who dancin like Omarion And I like Omarion But this is hip-hop homie, what kind of SHIT are we on? [Chorus] [Akrobatik] I came up in a time where the focus was rhyme And these rappers didn't come a dime a dozen And every drug dealer didn't sign they cousin Before every rap site online was buzzin, Ak was rugged But we know, record company people are shady though So I infultrated the radio Now I got daily flows, for all the fellas and the ladies yo I fall forward now they pay me dough, and yo [Consequence] Now what do I need to give a publicist a check for when I could get more press from playin Jay-Z in Connect Four? And when it seemed like my career was on death's door Five videos later, of course they gon' expect more Cause it feel like I was just this close to gettin y'all to feel the kid like Chris Stokes Cause anything that this kid wrote became a instant quote They circle back now, like "His shit's dope" So industry rule for 2008 As long as Cons' around ain't nobody that's safe As long as Term's around ain't nobody that's safe In this turnaround I'm goin straight for the safe, uh [Outro: scratched Q-Tip samples] "It-it-it-it-it.. it isn't easy" "A-all y'all, all y'all" "How far must you go to gain respect? Ummm" "Industry rule number four thousand and eighty, record company people are shady" "This is for all y'all" - "shady, shady" "All y'all" "Shady" {*scratched to the end*}