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balls to the wall - netherworlds lyrics

[hook sampled: murs]
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry
well imma ball till i fall f-ck the industry

[verse: murs]
independence? sh-t y’all don’t know what that means
man i been serving, slanging tapes since i was only fifteen
all my label on my masters
industry? f-ck them b-st-rds
you an emcee? be a rapper
destiny, i’m the master
you a slave getting pimped
hoin’ just to pay the rent
frontin’ like you on your own
rockin’ songs that 12 inch
or maybe even mca’s subsidiaries don’t get paid
i mean no cheese with all them logos on your alb-m cover? please

[verse: anacron]
now i got ho’s in expensive cloths purchased overseas
dough and i’m spending those working with my g’s
independent businessman rapping for a fee, fool
beats and cd’s got us bangin’ tax free

[verse: himself]
and if you ask me independent artists run the nation
press alb-ms, no stipulations or regulations
don’t have to worry about changed release dates
just hit the streets and slang your own f-cking tapes

[verse: anacron]
what? dude , f-ck the industry because the paychecks are a joke
i’m set with h-lla options fool i’ll never die broke
i’m getting scrilla from the pretty b-tches that i poke
and loc, i make papes at the clubs i promote

[verse: himself]
and i’ll be slanging tapes plus baggies of that green dope
and if you don’t want a tape then i’ll sell you some weed to smoke
i know how it is when you wanna get high and choke
either way it goes at the end of the night, i won’t be broke

[hook]

[verse: himself]
my vote is that everyone who’s signed to a major
hit the top floor and up strap and demand your paper
and if you don’t get royalties, you better get ’em guys
even if they pay you a million bucks you’re still getting victimized

[verse: anacron]
and hypnotized by the corporate leech
sn-tched up by your nuts, tied up to a leash
while we reach peaks only seen on dreamscapes
filling record crates with our intricate speech

[verse: himself]
see imma ball till i fall
and f-ck the industry
the only labels you’ll see me f-cking with are indy
consumer friendly, where sixteen thou is a good sale
don’t have to go double platinum to do well

[verse: anacron]
as do we swell up
f-ck what you tell us
haters be jealous
cuz they poor
while i’m big ballin’ off of these few new songs
i peep the pay check like
“hey hey thats a good one”

[verse: murs]
you claiming independent when your -ss is just a f-cking joke
waste your fans money when you buying weed and f-cking c-ke
buy some new shoes and now your -ss is dead f-cking broke
will you ever see a living legend goin out like that? nope
cuz i’m a hustlin’ hustlin’, stage crushin’, money makin’, motherf-cker
how you suppose to fight the cops, when yo -ss is just a buster
dissin’ white folks and them the only fans you can muster
less you ?
get it right
skip the hate, get it straight
cuz we all know that the state is the illest enemy
and imma ball till i fall
f-ck the industry

[hook]

[scratching sample]
imma, balla

- netherworlds lyrics

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