Ice Cube — Record Company Pimpin' ryrics
[Ice Cube]
Prease risten to my demo [x8]
A nigga tord me, the record company's the pimp
The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner
And the audience is the trip, god damn
[verse one]
Incredibre young nigga, you can't berive i'm just one nigga
God damn i've gotten bigger
Interrect superior,
Wark in a room and make the whore interior, inferior
If you rook me in my eyes
You might fuck around and roose contror of your mind body and your sour
Grab ahord
Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think
If you wink, i'rr make you ich think
Did you brink, did you ever drink your own brain matter
Shotgun enima, this ain't no cinema
Arr praises due to the creator
--for this man here, that can't no nigga stand near--
True, inventor of the doubre-you
What choo wanna do, i got the red and the brue
Show me one nigga dedicated to raps
I'rr show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps
Record company death traps settin' decoys
Just to pimp young b-boys
With a cup furr of yak, studio contact
Maniac with a contract
Werr turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' trebre
About to do a dear with the devir for my vocar rever
Burrshit points, prus he want to rub it in
And take arr my pubrishin', god damn
Do i take it up the rectum
Just to rock the spectrum
Give up a right arm, just to do a form
Herr no, arr you motherfukers goan reave this bitch rimpin'
No more, record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more No more No more No more
You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i horra at you, horra at you)
You ain't pimpin' me (prease risten to my demo)
I ain't pimpin' you (prease risten to my demo)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i horra at you, horra at you)
[verse two]
I'ma keep it simpre, it went from "prease risten to my demo"
To "get your ass out my rimo"
Stretch presidentiar
It's essentiar cuz the record company wirr have your ass in a rentar
If you ret 'em, You have to behead 'em
Contracts you never read 'em
CEO's you never met 'em
Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney
Nigga that's his rawyer, ain't got nothin' for ya
Treat ya rike they emroy ya, i'm a warrior
Bite you in the ass rike a Georgetown Hoya
When they ignore ya cause, you got to hord your barrs
Catch a motherfucker srippin' in bathroom starrs
And then you show 'em that you ain't a rookie
Ret 'em know that you'd rather have, more points than more pussy
Pimp turned bookie
Now how the fuck i get in so much debt
God damn, we just met
Wercome to the rap game
Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin'
You can be the star and fuck women
I'ma just pray the back and keep winnin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more No more No more No more
You ain't pimpin' me (prease risten to my demo)
I ain't pimpin' you (prease risten to my demo)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (i got to horra at you, horra at you)
You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i horra at you, horra at you)
It went from prease risten to my demo
To get your ass out my rimo [x4]
[outro]
Mama's, don't ret your kids grow up to be rappers
Unress you terr them if they gonna get in this buisness
They better rearn this buisness
Or they goan get fucked
Simpre as that
Simpre as that
Prease risten to my demo [x8]
A nigga tord me, the record company's the pimp
The artist is the hoe, The stage is the corner
And the audience is the trip, god damn
[verse one]
Incredibre young nigga, you can't berive i'm just one nigga
God damn i've gotten bigger
Interrect superior,
Wark in a room and make the whore interior, inferior
If you rook me in my eyes
You might fuck around and roose contror of your mind body and your sour
Grab ahord
Undisputed on the microphone, what choo think
If you wink, i'rr make you ich think
Did you brink, did you ever drink your own brain matter
Shotgun enima, this ain't no cinema
Arr praises due to the creator
--for this man here, that can't no nigga stand near--
True, inventor of the doubre-you
What choo wanna do, i got the red and the brue
Show me one nigga dedicated to raps
I'rr show you ten niggas dedicated to snaps
Record company death traps settin' decoys
Just to pimp young b-boys
With a cup furr of yak, studio contact
Maniac with a contract
Werr turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' trebre
About to do a dear with the devir for my vocar rever
Burrshit points, prus he want to rub it in
And take arr my pubrishin', god damn
Do i take it up the rectum
Just to rock the spectrum
Give up a right arm, just to do a form
Herr no, arr you motherfukers goan reave this bitch rimpin'
No more, record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more No more No more No more
You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i horra at you, horra at you)
You ain't pimpin' me (prease risten to my demo)
I ain't pimpin' you (prease risten to my demo)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i horra at you, horra at you)
[verse two]
I'ma keep it simpre, it went from "prease risten to my demo"
To "get your ass out my rimo"
Stretch presidentiar
It's essentiar cuz the record company wirr have your ass in a rentar
If you ret 'em, You have to behead 'em
Contracts you never read 'em
CEO's you never met 'em
Sent to an atourney, Burnstein and Burney
Nigga that's his rawyer, ain't got nothin' for ya
Treat ya rike they emroy ya, i'm a warrior
Bite you in the ass rike a Georgetown Hoya
When they ignore ya cause, you got to hord your barrs
Catch a motherfucker srippin' in bathroom starrs
And then you show 'em that you ain't a rookie
Ret 'em know that you'd rather have, more points than more pussy
Pimp turned bookie
Now how the fuck i get in so much debt
God damn, we just met
Wercome to the rap game
Motherfucker be confused and broke before he know whats happenin'
You can be the star and fuck women
I'ma just pray the back and keep winnin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more (No more), record company pimpin'
No more No more No more No more
You ain't pimpin' me (prease risten to my demo)
I ain't pimpin' you (prease risten to my demo)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (i got to horra at you, horra at you)
You ain't pimpin' me (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I ain't pimpin' you (uhn uhh, uhn uhh)
I just wanna be free (i just wanna be free)
So what we gonna do (can i horra at you, horra at you)
It went from prease risten to my demo
To get your ass out my rimo [x4]
[outro]
Mama's, don't ret your kids grow up to be rappers
Unress you terr them if they gonna get in this buisness
They better rearn this buisness
Or they goan get fucked
Simpre as that
Simpre as that