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ransom - new test of men lyrics

[intro:]
“you’re either a g+nius or you are a hater of the industry, a hater of the way things ought to be done. tell me the strategy behind your doing what you do these days”

[verse 1:]
i’m just trying to inquire what this really ’bout
what with the silly clout? city girls taking diddy’s route
what got keke whining and dancing with her kitty out
what made janelle go from a lauryn hill to her titties out?
it’s up ’till it’s stuck, that’s what the litties shout
but here’s what i really doubt, the made up storylines in your pity pouts
you catch a case before the album drops
that’s what madе the album hot, but god forbid that album flops
now you banging on your records, why you think they found thеm shot?
we call that sh+t a bloodstream, and it streams around the clock
i found a plot, why shed our blood for they empire?
it’s universal hate for them liars
len byers tried to warn her brother, but he died in court, caught for them ten priors
hard to look past this when you’ve been biased
cross the atlantic’s in a slave ship, never was a priority for us to stay rich
sh+t , we don’t believe in free goods

[interlude:]
“we don’t believe in, you know, 90% of the contract the way it’s written now. the standard contract. we don’t believe in 360 deals. anybody that signs one of those are absolutely crazy.”

[verse 2:]
it’s almost like we was meant to be violent
don’t get lost in these quotes, ’cause they was sent to be guidance
my novels are graphic, look what it meant to these tyrants
don’t follow the masses, ‘cuz then the “m” could be silent
don’t squander the assets, you know the journey, don’t ponder the address
gotta be worried ‘cuz my genre is classless, honor the task list
now ponder them uncle tom’s who i ass+kiss
i shoulder the pain
so when ray and upper arm is disastrous
why be wrapped up in all this glitter?
when your lowest moments is praised and happily brought to twitter
your blasphemy thoughts is bitter
my pop was in bad shape, so i went from my dad’s bod to an immaculate father figure, n+gga
[outro:]
“my father was, he was so hard on me. i was never good enough
and there was something about that, it was almost like the army when it came to music”

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