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Текст (слова) песни: Maestro Fresh Wes - Makin Records



Intro [maestro fresh wes - talking]

Yeah, yeah yeah. I got my man in the studio, mac. whats going on money?

[mac] yo whats up? chill

[maestro] word. I remember back in the days, you know. I be thinking, you

Go in the studio, you drop a record, you know what i"m saying. thats all

Im saying. you get your porps an dloot the whole nine. word (word). i

Think brothers gotta wake up and smell the coffee you know what Im saying.

[mac] brothers gotta wake up man

[maestro] word, word man

Chorus x4

[studio people] you gotta wake up, you gotta gotta wake up

[maestro] check it, its all about makin records

[maestro]

Everyday I wake up, I thank god

cause I never had to kill, never had to rob

Always had a job

The industrys hard, full of frauds

But I never pulled a card on the boulevard

I just work hard

Ask a vet about disaster, you hafta

Be able to get a label to blast your procraster-

Nating the laughter, has to wait

After you pass the snake, stay awake hobbes

Thats the breaks

You wanna make a record, check it

You need more than your boys around your way giving you credit

cause you can have a spectacular, vernacular

But take your contract to a lawyer to look after ya

cause labels have mastered the

Skill of gassing ya, after ya, dropped the flip like a spatula

Snatch your acura

And all the bitches you wanted

Are flaunted your riches are laugh at ya

Cut you off like a dagger, support you like a laddere

Your pockets aint fatter, you be sadder

So you better have a better strate-gy

Cant you see

It aint healthy, nobody could tell me its hell see

Takes more than a dope lp to be wealthy

Let me show you the path, youre going too fast

Youre choking your promotional staff, aint no knowing the half

They look and they laugh, and take time off

Cut ya off, no loss youre just a write off

Now youre feeling neglected and rejected

Check it, its all about makin records

Chorus x2

[maestro fresh wes]

You want to see pandemonia rip

Well youre melodious shit

You shackle and tackle by chicks, packing like appleonia(? ) six

Having the hoes on your jock

A smooth individual, your videos on yo! and the box

Collecting your props, you think youre getting your nots

Forgetting black man attacks mans upsetting and sweating ya pops

Ringing the bell, ringing em hell

Im telling them facts, black be clever you better rebel

Youre outta here like flash dance

You and your wack stance

Regroup from your advance, fat chance!

Youre say that youre only playing with your soul

Youre innovative, but they got creative control

Youre a puppet on a string, aint got a fucking thing

You can sing so they cling, cause they know thay going to bring

Money with your rhyme but youre def dumb and blind

Dont waste time nigger, sign that dotted line

Chorus x4

[maestro fresh wes]

Now in the studio, you got the stupid flow

It doesnt matter tho, its who you know

You think you got it bad, girls got it the harder way

Labels love to see a black woman in lingerie

Whats a broad to say when a label say well make you millions

Buy clothes for your children, you know she hit the ceiling

They sing for me, well bring you gs

But injuries in the industry, could come instantly

I see the way they make a g a day, but what a fee to pay

Throwing and showing your t and a

Youre taking a blow, your ass you shake it to show

Is raking the dough, but they played you and make you a ho

Youre a piece of meat, between the sheets

nuff brothers seek to reach you, to freak or so to speak

Your moms cant believe this, her daughter showing cleavage

Shes speachless, and says oh help me sweet jesus

Exposing the punanny, just to win a grammy

But when that ass is flabby, you gone, word to daddy

Stop the degradation youre facing

This information Im raising to the queens of my nation

The shit cant prolong, goes strong

And when you sing a slow song (baby keep your clothes on)

Times are hard, many hearts are broken

Some start to smoke, farrakhan aint joking

When he said were being setup

So black men and women keep your head up

When youre makin records

Chorus x4

Outro - farrakhan sample

"the greatest musicians, the greatest rap stars. the greatest black

Artists, are sitting here today. but I want you to know, youre being

Setup. by the smarter that is coming down."

 

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