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fuck i need a band for?
I'm gettin alot of plays...
no feedback though
HIT ME THE F**K UP!!!!!!!
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,120
Peak in subgenre #605
Author
KoncentriK
Rights
2004
Uploaded
January 06, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
I don't need a motherfuckin record deal to get my motherfuckin point across No agents and vps sayin me how to spit gettin my motherfuckin message lost KoncentriK's the boss no gamble no loss So get ya shit and hit the MLK or state route 8, 76, 77, 71 don't wait Just get the fuck out my face cause I'm about to lace this track with somethin these other suckas can't replicate
No rented cars or borrowed jewelry for my videos no interviews with magazines no sold out shows
Just me bringin this heat without all those bitch ass props and mainstream flows act like ya know And I'm just on this track to state my case and if I don't go gold I'll still have gotten this taste It's only ink paper time and these thoughts I stand to waste anyway
Hook
It ain't all about the money it ain't all about the fame it ain't all about the cars it's all about the game
It ain't all about gold it ain't all about the hoes it ain't all about the rocks it's about all the flows
It ain't all about the fans it ain't all about ya troops it ain't all about ya flash it's all about the truth
I don't need a million fans screamin my name to know what my name is to know bout this game kid
My game is tight it's motherfuckin locked but you won't see this shit at your local record shop it's only koncentrik dot underground like a potato you know my motto I ain't your fuckin role model I'm on the chronic and the bottle Ain't askin no permission ya front on me get dissed then I'll leave you without a fuckin pot to piss in Don't need ya to buy my fuckin record I do this shit for pleasure like a mailman I'm comin through in any weather Rain or shine I'm always on time blowin up ya stereo with this sublime line of mine betcha thought I'd never find These skills buried deep within me and if you come and tempt me I'ma unload until my whole closets empty Then you're gonna eat my dust cause my car don't even front when it comes time to bust a rush
I don't need no radio stations playin my songs to know the shit's worth playin Bleepin out my words so ya'll don't know what the fuck I'm sayin like I'm sprayin just to hear myself sprayin Breakin out the verbal ammo while the censors restrain it so kiss my ass kiss fm z-88 and 1-0-7-9 can join em No Russ Parr in the morning with Olivia Fox no Dan Mason in the afternoon and all you fags at Z-I-P can just fuckin lick a cock Ya know it don't stop I'm mr. 187 on a radio station jock tick tock down on the block big ass nutz is what I rock Born to take this underground to the top this here the bubonic hip hop my rhyme engine's tip top makin so much noise that they done called the cops Don't ya try and play me though I told you fuckers I ain't sellin my soul for this here radio
©2004 KoncentriK Music
