Artist: Tech N9ne
Album:  N9NA
Song:   F.T.I. 2.0
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro]
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
When the monster you created, comes back
to bite you in the ass
Ha ha ha

[Tech N9ne]
What I say in this disclosure (what?)
Y'all are stupid, you get shoulder (hah!)
Cause your plan was to get over (whoop whoop whoop!)
Since the days of Victrola!
All the years of straight lies and deprivin
Now I'm pushin to take a dive and connivin
We should never hear any cries from the guys when
independents we risin, high steady survivin
Never ever had an artist wanna spray us
Cause when they do the fuckin work, they know we pay up
And I see the labels gettin set to bust
Cause them people wanna bypass them and come direct to us
I mean, those with no major, mo' ways to grow paper
For the little mayne - they cut out the middle gang
Now you gotta threaten 'em, tell 'em you'll pull your catalog
We ain't gotta do that at all, we say, "Ain't that a hog?"
Fuck the

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
FUCK the - industry menace, remember me (grr)
Finish these sinners, replenish me (grr)
Slim if he grim and see clemency (grr)
In the seat, chin then need dentistry (cheah!)
We don't sob when you suffer (nah)
We say ha-ha motherfucker (ha-ha motherfucker)
On God when they snuff ya
I stand, right hand, middle finger, FUCK ya!

[Tech N9ne]
You in trouble now, we that bubble sound
Your record label better get with it or then it's Hubble bound
I mean to rebel now, so many befuddled clowns
in the industry, then it's me, leavin 'em with muddled frowns
You've been greedy, so believe me
Your thievery will indeed hit you right where your cheese be
For years you've been dumb and hold the juice
But it's over now, the chickens are comin home to roost
Get a little stupid, get-get a little stupid
I mean get a lotta stupid cause y'all dishonor the music
That's why we celebratin artists cooled as Christmas
Cause we know without no artists ain't no music business
Nigga

[Chorus]

[Tech N9ne]
This is what will happen when you foul on me (yeah)
Missiles comin at you like the Taliban (whoop!)
Play me then you turn me to a malice man
No more fuckin Grammy's, family never see you smile again (yeah!)
This is what will happen when you foul on me (yeah!)
Missiles comin at you like the Taliban (whoop!)
Play me then you turn me to a malice man
No more fuckin Grammy's, family never see you smile again (bitch!)
This is what will happen when you foul on me (yeah!)
Missiles comin at you like the Taliban (WHAT!)
Play me then you turn me to a malice man
No more fuckin Grammy's, family never see you smile again

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
You used our music, to get a quick check
But you've created somethin, you'll definitely regret
We are the new music business
It goes the fuck up