Fucked... - Souls of Mischief



[Phesto Dee]

Master of emcee slave trade

Pullin' chief executive chains on his muppets

The prime minister of shattered dreams

For these young black kids

Itchin' for this rap status

But he never could add up these b-boy mathematics

His pragmatic toys made him money magnetic

The abrasive weight of his unevasive vendettas

Made him keep two barrettas with his industry contingents

Ninjas, paid protection and fringe benefits

He rolls from the stretch Benz Limited Edition

Caught between a sinister smoke screen and henchmen

Straightened his lapel ignited his cigarette

And shoved the knot of his tie and awaited his death wish

Reckless manslaughter left him breathless

mashed his chest it's a crash in the intersection

A fraction of a second

Spun out on the sidewalk

He couldn't pull his gun out

Cuz instantly

He was fucked in the industry



[Opio]

Is it real or imagery?

Senseless acts of savagery

Could it be you got fucked in the industry?

See it

You got fucked in the industry



[chorus]

[Tajai]

Cause niggas get off in this business

Tryin' to come up

Awestruck, starstruck

But you know how they end up

See it

You got fucked in the industry

You know how they end up



[Tajai]

Video queen type for whom you's feen

Appeared in many scenes

Fulfilling her childhood dreams

Got involved with this hardcore MC

Said she like to kick it and hang cuz he

Kept her clean

Expensive thangs, European names

Ice embedded amidst, ruby red flames she

Stayed in his mix, figured it was all a game

Swearin' that this nigga was her ticket to fame

But little did she know there was truth to what he's sayin'

'Bout how he made



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