Letra F.T.I. de Tech N9Ne original

Verse 1



Kutt go show how it feels


To be voided but listen


First I'll make you miss it,


Like the senate was missin


Patricia Hearst cause I been in it for a minute


Put minutes in till it hurt, not for minute will I let


You diminish my men at work


And I been hurting trying to fathom the burden


But grieved not I put in work, inside and out


I'm deserving a clean shot


You people nursing every NERD


You encourage to speak not


Or you'll get murdered, you ain't heard


How the industry seized Pac




Verse 2


Somebody help the fame hurtin


I won't fall for the bullshit


So fuck ya'll wit a hard dick


Drop jaws when we barge in ya turn bitch


In front of hard men most rappers are garbage


Mitch bade are target how soon de forget that


Strange is the hardest wit a line up of artists


Do it regardless


It's all about where your heart is


You can start this but Strange gonna finish it


Menice rhyme spoken


In every line it presented in




Chorus


To all you hataz in power we say


(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)


Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay


(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)



And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us


The industry is some punk mutha fuckers


You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya


Fuck the industry, they the enemy




Verse 3


Fuck this industry man


I'll make it happen boy


With fat change this rap thing


Full of hoes and hataz and hat gain


The CEO don't want no part to this do


'cause if you're fuckin up against


My firm is squakin at you mean carkas is thru


The A.R. better stay in this car


'cause I'm parkin it to


Don't hate Brim cause I'm talking the truth


My dogs is barking at you


So you better get your mind right


Deuce clik representation we in the lime light



Verse 4


This rage is against the machine


Turn these pages and flip till they clean


And what remains is 4 Krizz 2 be seen


So I say 'Fuck the Industry'


Cause da speech that u preach to do people


Is so evil so 'fuck your ministry'


How they ever gon' say what we gon' say


How they ever gon' say what we gon' do


Here I come 4 the mon and I'm comin with a gun


Now tell me what I will and I won't do


F - Fear em they blast hoes


T - Tear 'em a new asshole


I - Infect their mind wit this lyrical blindness



Chorus




Verse 5


Hey Skatterman I heard you rollin' with Tech


But I still ain't signed


'cause I'm a problem for these record execs.


How can they market


A young black political target?


Who done took coca leaves


Beacon soda and enlarged it


Into crack rocks selling crack rocks for a livin'


From the black top


Where we jack cops for a livin'


So fuck the industry and damn the beats


I ain't just in the street


I'm Skatterman, I am the streets, Nigga




Verse 6


You got a smile glarin', cause you get it packed


I got yo gal starin', cause you minute mack


You go yo mouth swearing that yo hit is plack


You hatin' file-sharing cause your shit is wack


Sampled yo CD listened and it was cheesy


No cable box 4 your TV no label watch for your breezy


We ride feel the pain


From inside fuck yo fame cause it died


Said yo thang was about the game claimed


Then he banged but you lied


Bout yo artist but yo artist is the farthest


From the harest but you market


This bark at this bunk dirty carpet


Shit game is out smarted


Oops somebody farted bout to spark this shit


Niggas are retarded look what you've started


Cerami Mark is pissed


Imma break it down for you clowns


In the industry chain


(Fuck perspective Warner Bros., Qwest and JCOR's name)


Strange, we independent and you suckas


Are the enemy you fuckin up the industry


You bustas will remember me



Chorus


Repeat 2 times