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mainstream vs. underground - knox hill lyrics

[intro skit]
order, order, order in the court
now please be seated
we are gathered here today to hear the case of underground vs mainstream
underground, since you are the one filing the grievance, you have the floor first

[verse 1]
i been livin’ like i never had the room
my real estate is a record lab and tunes
back in the back of the pad with a gat
rappin’ tracks like i’m yapping with doom
get the wax and the broom and the brew
dude, i’m back in the mood like, whew
spittin’ flames for the seance, chaos
i prey on like k dot
hey dawg, the chain off
i fire, get laid off
or the k dot your forehead like it’s crayons
cool villain with the sky blue eyes
knew k!llers in the night who spy
two chickens on the right, move sly
or it’s c*ck the drama on these vagrants streets
i go jeffrey dahmer on these heinous deeds
if you hating me i eat beats like it’s kfc
or eat beats like dre’s a vegan
i may be leavin’
like eighty trees in the shade at evening
but i hate critiquin’
like hailie jade seein’ mgk
’cause if you throw shade he’s squeezin’
[verse 2]
ayy, look at these lights
look at these lights
look at me son
look at my height
bet you want this life
dumb it down, dumb it down, dumb it down
double sales, double now, dumb it down
this an industry, that’s why you underground
stop talking foul, sh*t, you out of bounds
you ain’t even in the game, better shout your mouth
k!ller like john wayne when you just a clown
fans wanna have fun, just dumb it down
i got big labels, i got big funds
got a big reach you can’t even touch
see me in the whip, man i get my cut
got a big girl with a big ass

[verse 3]
but wait a minute dawg, who pay for that?
lemme check on the inside, where ya label at?
got a mil for the advance, who pay it back?
you spinnin’ these records while they make the scratch
they pocket all but you got the pull, huh?
yeah, you got the b*lls but who got the cues
and i’m just a fool, huh
i got no team and i go alone
yeah, you seeing green but i’m organic, this is home grown
i don’t need permission or a doctor’s note
better get the coffin, man, these ops’ll know
tell ‘em move ’cause i’m ’bout to cop the throne
got fans in my ring, show loyalty
but you claim you a king, where’s the royalities?
[verse 4]
get a real job, this ain’t no hobby, simp
better check your facts, you just copied em
how can you body them when your body’s slim?
you just a mod with a sloppy pen
brag about your stans
where’s the cameos?
where’s the grammy’s, ho?
you can’t stand me tho?
yeah, we both knox, we ain’t stayin’ close
yeah, that door opens and away we go
got my number but you’ll never do my numbers
or get play on the radio

[verse 5]
at least my views real i don’t fake streams
my circles mine, no fake teams
your labels pay the sites so they prop your features
and these algorithm’s support ya’ll’s releases
ya’ll fake memes, f*ck all you leeches
you just suck at rap and take your cuts and bleed it
i don’t need your reason, my integrity is what’s bred in me
that’s what i feed the speakers

[verse 6]
ay, liar, liar pants on fire
got no bands, got no jams
man, i’m tired
of your yackin back to back
just pack your bags
you conscious rappers all so wack
you talk and clap, you popping facts
you only strapped with your backpack
[verse 7]
me?
when the odds against
you’re on the fence
your honour bends
these conmen turn to comic strips
your honest? sh*t
the omelette flips
and honestly i’m sick
i vomit hits and bomb these spits
it’s carnage on these non commits
a commun full of communists
you commoners could never
compute this
no competition
you cons full of sh*t
yeah, nice kicks
but i don’t see no soul
gimme a mic i’ll rip
and we’ll see who’s cold
i’d rather free my heart
and release the mould
then we’ll see who’s sold

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- knox hill lyrics

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