Come now
Look at the twist in their promise
And the way they just lock us in fees
It ain't about the artist
Its about the margin of motherfucking profit seen (Please, yeah)
Stop it, rock it, drop it
Lock us in contracts so they profit
Thats the strategy that they try to encourage
Let their business flourish cause "artists are rubbish" above us
I can feel the friction fracture
Their fingers the way they're devising
Temperature rising as they rub their hands and
Smile, yo, could you give me the reason to by it?
Creativity a lie, blood sucking leeches with fucking suit and ties
Hunt down a prosperous enterprise and lie
Fuck all them contacts, tell us otherwise
So what do want from me?
You've been bleeding us dry
The reason we won't
The reason we don't
The reason we're never ever gonna die
What more do you want from us?
We're just trying to get by
The reason we won't
The reason we don't
The reason we're never ever gonna die
Just give us a second to breathe
You're bringing us down to the knees
Give us a second to breathe
Still, a slave to the beat
Just give us a second to breathe
You're bringing us down to knees
Give us a second to breathe
Still, a slave to the beat
I feel excluded,
Heavily used its brutal lucrative serpent with movements
What you doing?
Tell me you all the same
Can you prove it?
Yo, who's this coming through that back door?
Serving city with the rap raw
Stuck in the middle, terms and conditions becoming riddles
I might sign with the devil (hahahah)
Supply the content and they winning
Laughing over gin and tonic while the
Artist vomits trying to finish, sick of it
Let me pick apart this rigorous trickery up in this bitch, shit
Its ugly how they all get rich explicitly making us useless
They're looting off us now and yo,
We're just trying to make movements!
I see them looking and laughing
Think I'm a rookie with action?
I see them looking and laughing
Break and enter to the label and trash it!
Just looking to trespass, get my last laugh
For that track stash
I'm 'bout to tell 'em words
They ain't never heard
Hit em in every nerve
Fuck all the bullshit
For the money and fame you could lose it
Cook up a storm and they cut it like
Crack and they serve like who's this?
So what do want from me?
You've been bleeding us dry
The reason we won't
The reason we don't
The reason we're never ever gonna die
What more do you want from us?
We're just trying to get by
The reason we won't
The reason we don't
The reason we're never ever gonna die
Just give us a second to breathe
You're bringing us down to the knees
Give us a second to breathe
Still, a slave to the beat
Just give us a second to breathe
You're bringing us down to knees
Give us a second to breathe
Still, a slave to the beat