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konshens themc - kill-industry lyrics

verse 1:

today’s agenda, grab the suitcase up out the sentra, step to the front door they wouldn’t let me enter/ go against the grain like spinters, hence the reason, im on the outside looking into/ slipped in via crack and ill -ss-ssin everything i find wack and not asking, no questions/ naw/ just freestyle his brain on the wall god bless him/ one down moving on to the next one, to the elevator top floor i press it/ step off then line up the exec’s and blindfold them all and ask them a few questions like/ whatever happened to artist development? commercial -ss gimmicks making hip hop irrelevant/ one started to speak, c-ck back shoot and i ain’t leaving til i get the truth of the industry

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put the money in the bag, lay your -ss on the floor, i declare, we the people won’t take it no more/ got my mind made up and im ready for war, if i dont know nothing else i know one thing for sure/ i am on a mission k!ll-industry, i am on a mission k!ll-industry, im at your door and i will not knock, put you in a cross hair before i l!ck off a shot

verse 2:

now, room silent building surrounded with police, im p-ssed blood filled with adrenaline/ screaming to the top of my lungs “who let these gimmicks in?”/ one ask “can i speak”, go head and so he begins/ konshens, its all about the game plan in this dirty business its all about the pay man/ they dont last a week, drain em for a day man, then grab another one, we do this here for play man/ they might sell a soul, just for the fame and do a couple songs make a reference to rain man/ ain’t what it seems foreal its a maze and/ if they complain its back to them broke days and/ stop right there, so basically you play em, make a couple bucks and all for your amazement/ open your mouth, here’s a barrel to taste, close your eyes while i rearrange the face of the industry

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verse 3:

i heard full breech so that means they’re coming and im so equipped for this moment im gunning/ but before i put yall to rest tell me something, why y’all think im here no warning no nothing/ a planned coming i set it up for weeks, heard my song bout real life, didn’t want me to speak/ from that moment, knew yall preyed on the weak/ so i retaliated for them including me/ heavy metal and plenty rounds of ammo, first blood call me lyrical rambo/ steady spitter and the gun won’t jam though and im laying everything down in my path slow/ i stand out on the field, i keep a rudy flow, i always peep the strange im on my duty though, something strange that i think you should know, this was all a dream, i fell asleep in the studio…. d-mn…..

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